The Man Across The Room

He walks to me from across the room and gazes into my eyes, almost like he can see my soul. I don't know him but his very presence shakes me to my core. Should I have these feelings toward a complete stranger? I don't understand the catalyst going on inside me, but I am magnatized by his sapphire eyes. We inch closer to each other with no regard to the catastrophe that we are about to bring to our lives. Is he the elusive "one" that everyone talks about? I feel like my insides have been turned into a pile of mush and yet I have no ounce of care.  He speaks two words to me, "Hi there" and I am through, any option of backing out is gone because I know for a fact that I have already fallen into the abyss. There is no way out and yet I find total comfort in knowing by the look on his face that he is falling right along side me.