Your eyes are holding up the sky-Your Eyes, Alexz Johnson

I've finally discovered what I've found to be so deadly attractive about you.
There's something in your eyes that captivated me.
There, I've found a deep well of something. . .
What it is, I'm not quite sure.
I merely know that it's oh-so bountiful.
Whatever is in there, it's convinced me that you're something different.
That you'll treat me better than others have in the past.
I hope this mystery element proves to be what I'm hoping for,
Some type of kindness, some type of love.
But whta if it isn't? What if it is merely something corruptly concentrated?
A mere thirst to play with emotions, to hurt someone vulnerable, to have some unilateral fun?
That thought frightens me, yet it makes me feel all the more attracted to you.
The way that you look at me. . . it's different, it's special.
It makes me wonder.