That's all she can think about.
Just him.
Every single day.
His carefully disheveled hair,
which she longs to touch.
Down to his formal tux,
and to his non-heeled shoes(she feels some jealousy at that.)
And the way he swings and spins her around the room,
like she's the only one there.
Of course he dances better than she can,
but he tells her that her clumsiness makes her cuter.
His bare hand that takes her gloved one,
to help her up from a trip.
His mesmerizing eyes,
that hold hints of happiness.
So much more different than all the rest.
So much more unique.
She wonders at the laughter that he brings,
the joy he creates.
His shining smile that could bring anyone out of sadness.
The power he shows,
confidence with each step.
And he makes her cheeks redden,
and blush,
with all the compliments he pays.
And the teases,
and jokes,
lighten up the room.
In her eyes,
he's the only one there,
and the only one for her.
And before she leaves,
she sees him look,
just once more,
at her rosy pink lips.
And she leans forward,
as does he,
giving her a kiss.
And the last thing she hears,
is the reply to her discreetly whispered words,
I love you too.
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Thinking of Her and Thinking of Him
RomanceHe only thinks of her. And she only thinks of him. For any ship, in any fandom. Or in real life too. But for those KOTLC fans, I'm pretending that it's *cough cough* sokeefe. Make it AnnabethxOctavian for all I care.
