Dear stranger
They say that obsessions are not good and neither are addictions but here I am, standing somewhere in between, for I am not sure which one of them you are.
I saw you finally today, it hath been so long since I smiled that big.
My friend got scared, wondering if I'd finally gone insane, little did she know, that you were my miracle, my cure.
My heart fluttered a thousand times when I saw the first of your smiles.
Your lips were outstretched in that beautiful smile, you were looking sideways at a little girl.
My gaze moved to hers to see that she had your same eyes, glowing like moonstone and it made me smile.
And then you turned your head, you saw me at first, and your smile didn't falter as it met mine.
And then I heard my friend clear her throat, I turned my head away from your eyes, for I didn't wanted to scare you with my mad sight.
We drove away fast, my head in my heart, for I'd finally see your smile.
And now I knew why you hath not smiled before, for it would've driven me to insanity.
I wonder how you managed to keep it in.
