Thousand Feelings

She thought about him.

She found herself daydreaming about him while taking a sip of her hot chocolate in a mini restaurant. Alone but happily she thought about him. ( a thirty year old Portuguese who she fell for, the instant she saw him play. )Sadly for her, he was high above her world. This athlete was loved among many and could have any girl at his feet. Besides their age difference, she would give it all for him. Unlike many others, she didn't fall for his money or fame. This was something real she felt towards the footballer , the small stuff such as his soccer skills, his voice, his actions and how he was. Every aspect of him was perfect to her... She took another sip and continued with her Daydream... (She began to fantasize about him.. His eyes came to her mind, those beautiful brown eyes she sighed for. His eyes had their own vocabulary and shed love to learn that beautiful language. Then came his face, his facial hair which he shaved gave her the chills, his tiny nose was adorable, his lips were pink and perfect, she thought about his birthmark at the top left of his lip, his eyebrows were naturally perfect, his jawline was just out of this world, his Adam's apple made him more manly, and his hair which he gelled up..... "Perdon por molestarla, os se le ofreseria alguna otra bebida?" The waiter politely asked. "No gracias, os me da la cuenta porfavor?" She said. "Si con gusto, esta bien, os esta muy pensativa?" He stated. " Solo pensando en el amor de mi vida" the waiter quite didn't understand and stopped himself from asking further questions. She sighed, payed and walked out the restaurant. "Asta luego, le deseo lo mejor con ese amor," the waiter smiled....