After H&M (gxg)

Breathtaking Encounter

You know in those stories where the main character just found that special someone and it was like magic when her eyes land on her? That happened to me today. This is not fiction. This is real and based on what just happened to me.

So today, after work, I hopped on the train and headed to the most famous popular mall amoung foreign tourists. My eldest sister has been nagging me to treat her to dinner because I've just started to receive pay cheques with my name on it for my hard work at the end of every month. So, after a big dinner with my not-so-tall-sister, we head to the mall next to it because I just had the sudden urge to checkout some long sleeves and shirts. And at the main entrace, between the interconnecting tunnels of two malls, there stands a band, busking their hearts out.

And why so many people stop to give them a time out of their busy lives? I do not know. To my ears, they sound just okay. So, I turn left and head to find my new set of clothings. Because there is no better revenge for a heartbreak than to become a hotter young woman. After half an hour browsing for a style that could help lift up how I've been feeling about myself, I feel quite down because I could not find that one shirt or long sleeve that my heart could latch onto.

Stepping out of H&M, I sigh on my failure but then we hear it again. It's the Uptown Funk being played on its own tune. It's nothing impressive but the energy that is poured out on it is A-M-A-Z-I-N-G. It's not much on the vocals. It's more of that one beat that catches my ear. My ears turn to rabbit's when I hear it. That's just me. When every song is played, my ears find that one beat, one tune that they like the most. One beat that stands above everything else. And it's the sound of keyboard. I'm no musician nor am I an expert. I'm simply a music fan.

Our feet automatically take us there and then, I see the hands that are responsible for that awesome beat. The fingers that dance and jump beautifully to the song that I love. And that's when my full focus is on her. She wears one or two rings on her left fingers and the long sleeve that she wears just confirmed me on the impression I had. She is, from head to toes, a very hot and cool chick. Her sneakers shine so brightly as they dance along to her fingers. And the hair that falls beautifully down her back makes me more curious. I haven't seen her face and I didn't need to to know that she is breathtaking. The sensational beat, her rhythm and the hipster clothes are enough to develop a crush in my dying heart. And as we walk further to the front, the song almost comes to the end and then she looks up ahead.

She is breathtakingly beautiful. Excitement pumps through me. A smile creeps up to my face that I have a hard time concealing because I did not want people to think that I'm crazy. For one second, our eyes meet but unfortunately my feet are already being dragged to the exit. For the first time in my life, I feel happy and sad at the same time.

Happy because I've just met with the hottest person in the world. Sad because of so many other reasons why she would never look at me the way I'm looking at her. First, she's probably straight. Second, even if she's not, I know for sure that I'm not her type. Third, even if I'm her type, I look like a kid and normally she wouldn't even give me a second glance. Fourth, even if I had a chance, my insecurities would get the better out of me and she'd probably be more interested in hotter girls than me.

But, is it crazy that just because of this one encounter, she makes me want to come back, just to watch her dance in her own world? Would it make me a stalker to just watch her beautiful face from afar? Would it be okay for me to just crush on her in secret?