P.S. I Love You [Re-Editing Book]

June 15, 2015

Hey, I knew you from somewhere. I could have sworn I have seen you before. But I just can't seem to remember the first time I laid my eyes on you.

It was the most pivotal moment of one of my closest friends. I was in a shade of pastel and my hair was all in a bun. I wore not much make up on, just a light shade of pink and bronze. Sitting at front, I turned my gaze and smiled at the most beautiful one today.

She sparkled like a diamond. She was the brightest star in the room. As the bride, my close friend, walked down the aisle in white, every head turned to see her. Then, I saw you.

You were sitting at the other side of the aisle. All dressed neatly in a tuxedo. Your eyes met mine and we just shared a pure moment of staring.

You do seem familiar to me. I think I saw you from somewhere, but I just can't seem to organize my thoughts as to when, where or how.

You just smiled at me with eyes that gleamed like crystals. I blushed in pink and smiled back at you. It made my heart flutter.