When I first saw you, you were sitting on the same park bench.
The sun was slowing setting and the autumn colors were dancing around us. You didn’t even glance at me but I was looking at you from the corner of my eyes. I noticed and took in every detail of you and started sketching an outline of your face in my sketchbook.
I didn’t even think you saw until you whispered quietly as the gentle wind..
“That’s very good”
My heart skipped a beat when you said those few words and my cheeks gained color.
You left as swiftly as you said that.
I dreamt of you that day.
I still dream of you.
Why did you make me feel that way?
YOU ARE READING
Mine (✔)
RomanceIts not the goodbye that hurts but the flashbacks that follow. cover by:@muskaanshrivastavaa
