I saw her across the room, she was unlike anything I had ever seen. The darkness of her hair in contrast to her pale skin. Her freckles popped off her cheeks as if they were bouncing on clouds. 

I saw him across the room, he was perfect. He was like all I’d dreamed of, his eyes that I could look into for hours. His smile swallowed me whole, I couldn’t wait to be the one to cause it.

I moved on with my night but she never moved on from me. I couldn’t shake the thought of her and I honestly didn’t want to. 

1 week later

I saw her again. I was at the library and I felt that she was near. Sure enough, I looked up and between the books on the shelf I saw her. 

It was just Friday afternoon. I was looking for a book trying not to think of him, when I looked up and met his eyes. Did he remember me, did he even know who I am?

She looked as beautiful as I remembered her. I couldn’t believe this was happening, I had hoped I’d see her again and for some reason, I knew that she was thinking the same thing.

All the questions bouncing around in my mind are squashed by the hint of his smile. I knew at that moment that he felt the exact same way about me. I was about to say something when his phone rang. He quickly left the room to pick it up. 

Ugh, why did my mom call me RIGHT NOW? I swear she was about to say something too. The one chance I had and I missed it!

4 months later

I couldn’t get him out of my head, his smile was forever engraved on my brain. I couldn’t focus on my work so I decided to take a break. I took a walk to get some fresh air.

I was out to lunch with my brother catching up. He had to leave because he had a meeting, so I thought it was the perfect day for a walk. The sun peeked through the clouds shining beautifully onto the blades of grass. Reminding me of her and her beauty that shined through the dirtiness of the world. 

Right as I was trying to conjure his perfect face in my mind, I saw it in front of me. It had been so long since the last time, I couldn’t believe it! His eyes stared into mine from across the street.

I was leaving the park when I saw her. Her hair was blowing in the wind but still looked perfect. Our eyes met and I knew it was my chance! I couldn’t stand waiting any longer, so I walked right across the street to her. 

He started walking toward me and I to him. I couldn’t wait to hear his voice or know his name. I was so caught up in him that I didn’t hear the sound of screeching tires, the sound of screaming pedestrians, the sound of honking. I was so caught up in him that I didn’t feel the pain when the sound of brakes being slammed stopped, the pain when we both were knocked to the ground. Together.