missed connection with blue eyes

i do not have blue eyes. i have brown eyes. and more than that, i wear glasses. but i'm okay with it. i've always been a fan of my eyes...the shape, the color, the need for eyewear. i tried contacts once but it never really took. anyway, but since in america, you always want what you don't have...whenever i see a pair of blue eyes i take notice and squirm with the teeny tiniest bit of jealousy. i do this also for green eyes.

my fabulous sister has blue eyes. and i used to think hers were the best shade. they're blue blue. a royal blue, seemingly lit from within. she wears some sort of rich looking color, and instantly - POP....you can't help but look. it's probably part of her allure (or 'game' as some will refer to it).

ive quickly come to realize that while my sister has beautiful eyes, they hold not a candle to the eyes i have seen in my starbucks (and by 'my' i mean the starbucks across from my office) everyday for the past few weeks.

this man has the best, most beautiful eyes i've ever seen. they're so beautiful, i'm finding it hard to describe them. they literally define the 'piercing.' they're blue like only ice could be, with maybe a hint or a fleck or two of green. silvery blue. and his complexion is not as fair as my sisters, so he doesn't even need to wear a special color to get these baby blues to stand out. plus he's got a whole "mountain man beard with shaggy long hair" thing going that my sister could probably NOT do unless she's interested in joining a freak show and taking up residence as the bearded lady. he's just very earthy looking, and that appeals to me. plus, i would probably pay money just to look at his eyes everyday.

it's my personal belief, that people like to hear nice things. especially when those nice things are directed at them. and as i've inherited my mother's uncanny ability to walk up to random strangers and ask them questions or comment on their clothing/shoes/haircut/jewelry/children, i think about telling him about how beautiful his eyes are everyday. but there's something about THIS guy with those eyes that makes me hyperventilate when he's around. i almost have to look away because his eyes are so beautiful.

so on the train this morning, i built myself up. i gave myself a little pep talk. I WAS GOING TO TALK TO OLE BLUE EYES. except then he didn't show up. and i died a little inside.

i hope he's there tomorrow.