I feel a chill creep over me. The tears well up in my eyes. The basin over-flows. I feel them trickle down my face and past my chin. A tear is a means of getting rid of stress from my body. My thoughts are confused. And I see that quick flash of those dark, chocolaty eyes. So deep, so intense. They speak volumes louder than an empty, soulless pair of blue eyes. Yet, they look beseechingly at me. I feel a tingle, and the dam bursts. It all flows freely, teardrop after silent teardrop. Nothing can save me now...
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