Deeply Curious
The grandfather clock chimed indicating midnight had arrived. Stunned by the sound, my palms moved to my chest in alarm while my startled gaze averted to the object within distance. I blamed my jumpy state on sleep deprivation. I should be sound asleep by now, I told myself as I lean on the headboard, gaze blindly staring ahead. But every time I close my eyes, a pair of ocean blue eyes, which remind me of a beautiful lagoon, keep haunting my thoughts.