Love at First Glance
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Last published Sat, Feb 28, 2015
There she was, just sitting in that coffee house typing away on her laptop. Her bright blue eyes glistened just like the ocean when the sun sets.My heart was pounding, and the money I had with me was for groceries, but I needed a reason to go and talk to her. So I went in and bought a coffee and sat at the table behind her. I needed to find an excuse to talk to her, so I turned to her and asked "what is it that you're working on?". She replied with "A midterm paper for Economics class". I knew a lot about economics so I offered to help her out. She said yes and to meet up with her on Saturday. It was a Wednesday morning, so I had to wait 3 days to see her again. It felt like ages, even if it was just 3 days. Once I saw her gorgeous eyes again, I felt whole. After helping her with her midterm paper, I asked her out on a date. I was expecting an immediate no, but to my surprise she said yes. I never felt so happy in my life. I could have died at that moment and I would've been fine with it because the girl I fell in love with just said yes. I finally had my eternal bliss.
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