All in Her Eyes

There was something about her eyes the first time I saw her. And she felt the same way. We were meant to be.

Monday, October 09, 2006

The First Time I Saw Her.

It was an otherwise ordinary day when she walked into the coffee shop. As I sit there and work a thousand people could walk through those doors without making the slightest impact on me. But she walked in and it was as if there was nobody else in the store; she was simply glowing, and she took my breath away.

She got a coffee and sat down with some friends. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, but I though she stole a glance in my direction, a lovely smile below bright sparkling eyes.

I couldn't help but keep glancing back at her. After a while she left with her friends, walking home I assume. She made such an impact on me, but I didn't know who she was, or if I would ever see her again.

But I knew that I most certainly wanted to know more.

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