You see the man that you are in love with and your eyes lock. His whiskey browns fill you and mix with your lilac blues, creating the perfect color. Through his pupils you hear him whispering I love you for the first time. You feel the diamond he so carefully places on your finger. You smell the pancakes he makes for the kids before school. In that moment, everything has fallen into place, until you blink your eyes and look at him again where he waves to you before turning and locking hands with someone who isn’t you, where you are reminded that now is not your time.