Years went by, wiser am I?
Walked slowly on the sidewalk, not a clue where I'm heading. I found myself near a small cozy café and decided to sit and have a drink. I got lost in my thoughts.. I got startled by a motorcycle guy that interuppted my usual thoughts so I ignored his presence but I couldn't look away when I saw his typical bad boy style; black from head to toe, leather jacket, and silver accessories. Jet black hair, big brown eyes, thin pink lips, sharp jawline, very tall, and masculine body.. Regardless of his bad boy style he had baby features which makes him so attractive and unique. Why am I thinking like that though? I should wake up. As I was getting ready to leave he held my arm firmly and I turned to look at him. What does he want? He said he came just to gave me a red rose!! I gladly took it and thanked him then rushed to walk home since it was getting dark soon. I could feel him behind me, typically I'd feel threatened but surprisingly I felt safe. I did question his actions but I shrugged the uneasiness off and tried to act as casual as I can. As I arrived home I went to my room and tried to get a glimpse of him if he was still there but unfortunately he left as soon as I got the chance to catch a look of him.
