i wasn't in our lecture when i saw him today. it was cold, December, my favourite always.
i was walking down the main street, it was bustling with people. i wasn't obvious in my big coat and knitted hat and scarf. how did he know it was me?
he was dressed as a skeleton. the artwork around his face was amazing.
his deep sea blue eyes contrasted perfectly.
"would you believe me if i told you i was death?" he asked me, suddenly appearing by my side. he came out of nowhere.
"yes." i told him.
he smiled beautifully.
