When I saw you,
That day.
I knew that you were
More than special.
You went through the double doors as if it were some
Metaphorical coincidence.
That you were coming into my life, as well.
My glasses blurred up with fog as I cleared them up, examining your beauty from afar.
Do you remember that day?
Pretty sure that was the day when my life actually started.
YOU ARE READING
Seasons
Teen FictionMy feelings keep me up at night. when I'm drowning in the thought of you, your lips, your smile. the way you laugh, the way your eyes crinkle with genuine happiness. I have my heart on my sleeve. For you, darling. . . . . . . . . . ...
