No pressure.

Just look at him.

Leave behind cuffs and tonometers.

Heart noodges head to just go.

So, it is still working.

And, worrying.

He looks like the sophomoric ex.

But, this one seems different.

Am I staring?

This indelible impression warrants a rise.

In-push chair.

It is not too late.

Time to meet eyes. : )