I did not expect to see him today. And when I did, I was glad that I wore that dress today.
Honestly, it felt better than I imagined. Even several minutes of his presence was enough. The way he leaned into that wall, dear Lord. A thousand images went up in my mind that moment, enough to lose my composure.
Our eyes met once. More than once, I assume yet, the moment imprinted to my brain was that specific one. His eyes smiled at me, and my heart skipped a beat. I could feel the sparks that time.
We talked straight for an hour at night of all the things that do not make sense. I simply enjoyed talking to him and did not want to say goodbye. How am I supposed to stay apart for him for a fortnight when I can barely stand to a week?
I just want to be closer to him.
