Architect Of The Soul (Part II)

Her stomach lurches violently as his eyes lock with hers
She blinks furiously, in an attempt to make his face a blur
Her body is taking over; she longs to forget his face
He can see straight through her, her heart begins to race

You’ll never forget me, his brown eyes seem to taunt
His face will play in her dreams, forever he will haunt
She swallows and puffs out her chest, she’s still got her pride
His mouth lifts up in a half-smile, and suddenly she wants to hide

I’ll keep playing games, his smile is laced with warning
He knows that for the past year, she’s been endlessly mourning
Does he feel guilty? That’s one secret he’s too proud to reveal
He’s the wolf in sheep’s clothing, but he’s still got appeal

Her breathing starts to falter; his eyes have stayed the same
The deep concentration of brown, the ones that control the game