I fell in love the other day. I was at the grocery store, and it all happened so quickly, that had I blinked, I might have missed it... But I did not.
I'll never forget the way she stood there ahead of me, a two dollar bottle of water and not a penny for my thoughts. So carefree, yet poignant. Worn denim hanging about her hips, a faded shirt reminding me that God Called In Sick Today.
She looked at me then, beneath the deep azure upon her eyes and teased me of our times together, holding each other by the fire, curled up by our favorite books, of mornings we enjoyed, and all the affections we shared. Fights we had, when begrudgingly I had to admit she was right, though she never holds on to those things.
I couldn't tear my gaze away, as it fell upon the slightest of lines on her face, marveled as I saw how her beauty shone through. Watchful eyes lingered but a moment, but I broke away as she turned to regard me, and pretended to look at a magazine, though carefully I continued to steal glances in her direction.
He said something once more, and she put her arms around him then, as all our moments rushed wistfully away. And that was the beat my heart skipped.
I'll never forget the way she stood there ahead of me, a two dollar bottle of water and not a penny for my thoughts. So carefree, yet poignant. Worn denim hanging about her hips, a faded shirt reminding me that God Called In Sick Today.
She looked at me then, beneath the deep azure upon her eyes and teased me of our times together, holding each other by the fire, curled up by our favorite books, of mornings we enjoyed, and all the affections we shared. Fights we had, when begrudgingly I had to admit she was right, though she never holds on to those things.
I couldn't tear my gaze away, as it fell upon the slightest of lines on her face, marveled as I saw how her beauty shone through. Watchful eyes lingered but a moment, but I broke away as she turned to regard me, and pretended to look at a magazine, though carefully I continued to steal glances in her direction.
He said something once more, and she put her arms around him then, as all our moments rushed wistfully away. And that was the beat my heart skipped.