Feelings

Staring at her, I didn't realise. She just caught my eye, attracting me like a bee does honey. So caught up in her features, her face, every single part of her. It was so powerful, this feeling. I couldn't tell, what it was. Does this strange heat in my face have a name? Have I ever felt something so strong before, such an incredible tension? A force of pure emotion, flooding through my mind, taking up my thoughts, all I could think of was her.
I just kept thinking about her, staring at her, sorting out my feelings towards her. I had never felt such an entrancing sense before, like my senses were wide open for the first time, instead of drooping half-open eyelids.

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He kept staring at me, analysing me, or so I felt. Did he feel that way to me? Did I feel that way towards him too? I started blushing, the attention too much for a lady to handle. Never had I felt such intensity in a gaze. He just kept looking with a certain longing, and I too to him. I had never felt so distant to anyone else before in my life. Was that what would happen then? Would we? His movement, so smooth, I cannot deny it. I observe his every move and they fill me up more with the strange feeling. What could it be?
And as I realised what it was, I can see by his eyes that he too recognised the feeling now. We were mutual. He walks towards me, nothing in his hand. And thus I approach him too.
As we reach each other, we both start with the same tone at the same time, "I hate you, you filthy swine."