Will You into My Will

He looked at me and the time stopped. ‘Are you okay?’ his date asked, catching him stare vacantly at my direction. ‘Yeah,’ he replied, reluctantly pulling his eyes away from me. ‘I just feel weird, like I have been here before right at this table, having this same lunch and looking at…’ It was unnatural. The connection we had from the very beginning. Like there was an unearthly power at play. As though, our very paths had collided for a purpose and we were destined to meet. ‘Hi, my name is Will’ he said. I still lay my head on the ground and watch the clouds float by sometimes; thinking of an emerald pair of green eyes, like satin curtains falling into a black void. Re-living in my head that beautiful summer day when Brandon and I walked hand in hand across the lavender fields with our best friends. ‘Look into my eyes you’ll see what you mean to me.’ The song that played on the radio when Will drove on the highway, on a never-ending road; to a ‘forever’ that I imagined would always be mine.