Journal Musings

Brick Wall

When she turned the corner it was as if she was struck by a speeding 18 wheeler.
As he reached to help her up she noted by the broadness of his shoulders she may as well have been.
The cobalt of his eyes like a magnet to her emeralds. The stark contrast between his pale skin and dark hair almost distracted her from seeing that 10 degree lift in his lips created the most beautiful smile she had ever seen in her life. All of this feels like forever, like she's made a fool of herself. She is then broken out of her reverie by a low baritone voice...

"Hello"