Conundrum

I should have known when he smiled what it meant, what I was getting myself into.  His daring eyes inviting me in, doing their best to take me away.  It was then, that perfect moment that it was best to leave, to turn back, but I was captivated and rooted to where I stood.  But at that precise point in time a scream broke me of my reverie.  I blinked and decded Panera over McDonalds, leaving the clown in a conundrum: a sad face with a happy meal.