I see you there, sitting across the room. I notice you noticing me. I wonder if your gazes mean more than just a passing glance? Are you aware when your eyes flash my direction? Are you aware that even though I am not looking directly at you, my body burns under your lasers? Do you have any idea what you do to my body?
And btw, when you are acting silly, trying to get me to return eye contact and I don’t, I still do notice you. I am just too afraid to trust my instincts, I guess.