The Look

I still remember that look
Peering at you over the book
We were supposed to study
It dawned you were more than a buddy

I still feel that goose-bump
And the throat forming a lump
When that day out of a maddening crowd
Your eyes chose to make me proud

Hand-in-hand we walked
Day and night we talked
But it was still your eyes which I heard say
It all in black and white, they removed all gray

When we were to part the next morrow
Your first look I wanted to borrow
That, I knew would get me through
The pain, the suffering and the sorrow

Years may pass in the blink of an eye
When the distance starts causing a big why
When all we're trying to do is try
The memory of your first look makes the moment pass by