Tuesday, March 6, 2012

There's a Girl

I just cannot stop thinking about this girl.
It's been two nights since I've seen her and yet her image still does not wander far from my mind.
She is beautiful.
I see her looking up at me and I see her laughing.
It didn't seem to matter what I said that night, she just kept laughing even though it wasn't a good joke.
But her laugh wasn't fake.
It was truthful, honest, sincere.
I remember there was a moment when our eyes met and the room seemed to fall silent.
As if time and space wished to live in that moment as I did.
Looking back, it seemed like we stared at each other for hours.
Though, in reality, only seconds had passed.
The world came crashing back.
And little after that, she was gone.
I don't know her name.
I don't know her number.
I don't even know her voice.
I can only hope that she will come back some day.
Or that we will have a random encounter in this maelstrom.
I hope that I will see her again.