I had just gotten off of the phone with my boyfriend. We were having a heated discussion over his “girl friends”. I guess he had enough of my jealousy and decided to dump me. “Figures,” I said aloud. I guess the guy heard me sitting on the bench beside me, which is why he got into this whole spiel about how he’s better off alone. Talk about cynical, I mean who does this guy think he is? As weird as I thought he was I couldn’t help but notice how good looking he was. He had a soft complexion and chestnut brown hair but I couldn’t see his eyes. This was unfortunate because Im a sucker for pretty eyes…On that particular afternoon, it was quite cold which is why I found it odd that the guy was wearing sunglasses. As quickly as that thought appeared in my mind it vanished and all I could focus on was how numb my butt was getting from sitting on the cramped bench. We had been sitting there for a good thirty minutes and I was getting inpatient but the man seemed so calm and content. I don’t know why this bugged me so much but it did..the bus was late figures I said to myself.“You’re probably wondering why I’m wearing these.”It was the first time I saw him smile but I could only see the crease on the side of his face because he kept his focus straight ahead.“Uh, yeah kinda.”Even though I was dying to know, I mean who wouldn’t want to know why someone would be wearing sunglasses in the middle of the winter…“Well, you see I’m not a fan of eye contact,” He said and turned away.He only slightly turned to me, I think it was to crack his neck ‘cause I swore I heard something crack. I was so confused, this guy was so odd and yet I couldn’t stop talking to him. For some reason I needed to know what this guy was about.“What’s wrong with eye contact? Don’t you like to see the color of people’s eyes?”The guy slightly turned and thought about the question. He turned but kept his focus above my head. All of a sudden a wave of guilt came over me and I thought to myself, oh god, what if he’s blind!?Before I could apologize the man responded.“When you talk you can hide how your really feeling but your eyes reveal what your hiding.”As his face began to look the other way, I put my hand on his left cheek and gently turned his face towards mine. This guy had me lost, lost in him! and yet I didn’t even know him.“Listen, I don’t know you and you don’t know me but I have never been so interested in someone before.”“Who are you?.”I desperately tried to lock my eyes with his but it was useless.. His arms stretched and between a long yawn he said,“Just a guy, talking to a strange woman who feels the need to touch me,” he said with a grin.“Oh come on, I’m strange?”“That’s what I said.”As he kept his focus on the sidewalk my draw dropped, who did he think he was!?“Take off those glasses, I wanna see who I’m talking to!”I wanted to know if this guy was serious. Did he do this to everyone he talked to? All of a sudden the man started laughing, this startled me.“Ok, ok if it’s such a big deal I’ll take them off.”He took them off but yet again he didn’t look at me.“Happy?” he said and raised his hands.“There, now I’m happy,” I said as I turned his face to mine.“See, I told you, you feel the need to touch me.”I couldn’t help but blush..His eyes were breathtaking, causing my jaw to slightly drop. They were blue like the ocean with a green tint around the pupil. Almost like there was a little island in his eyes.“Ah, paradise,” I said in a low whisper.“huh?” he said with a scrunched face.“Uh, nothing.”I turned away to look at the advertisement for gap jeans. The ad couldn’t take my mind off of what I had just seen, a glimpse into a dream I didn’t think could be real. Who was this handsome man that I’ve been talking to? And why were we having this strange conversation?“And just like that the girl is embarrassed, how cute,” he said with a warm smile.“You know those awkward moments are the best moments to capture with eye contact.”Suddenly I felt a warm hand on my right cheek and my face was in front of his.“Look who feels the need to touch strangers now?”We both laughed but instead of looking at the ground, we kept our focus on each others eyes. In that moment I had made it into the island of his eyes, I had made it into his world…“Hey!, are you getting on this bus?”He turned to the bus driver yelling at him and looked back at me. For a moment, I was hoping he’d say no and stay with me but hope wasn’t on my side that day. I could no longer see his beautiful eyes, for he had placed his sunglasses back on his face.“Figures,” I said aloud.Only this time I was sitting by myself, there were no strangers to talk to.
As I sat alone waiting for my bus I asked myself, Who was that beautiful stranger?
I guess he’ll be a great memory and I shall keep him in my mind for another time.