She was beauty, I couldn't keep my eyes off her. He's pink locks flowed so elegantly off her face. Her smile was poetry. We sat down on a cold, green bench. She has tears filled with regret and sorrow falling on my shirt, I didn't care. She had to miss our dance to take care of a friend.
when she looked up, her mascara was running and on my shirt as well but I just wanted to see her happy. We sat talking about our future together for a period of time that felt like forever but also like no time at all. I wanted her to stay in my arms always. After the conversation dies down I grab my phone out of my pocket, she groans. She hate when I'm on my phone. I went straight to pandora, and searched up ballroom dancing music.
I get up and extend my hand and she places her delicate hand in mine. We start to fly under the stars, people were starting to stare at us as they walk by. I forgot that we were just on the college campus. I didn't care, we floated on the dance floor. Her hand in mine, I'm stepping in her feet from time to time because I can't dance. "I love you," I hear her say lyrically. "I love you too," I say back. That was the most beautiful night
