Lately I can’t stop thinking about that chapel in the middle of nowhere; the hazy windows, our endless conversations and time slipping through our fingers. We wanted to stop time, but it was time that stopped us.
People automatically look away when their eyes meet with someone else’s. But I always liked when my eyes met yours. I felt hypnotized, just couldn’t look anywhere else. There’s always been “this” something with you, I can’t resist. I knew the first time I saw you, but I was not sure what it meant then. Not that I know now; but I don’t care what it is; as long as it keeps me feeling this way.
I close my eyes; I can see you, standing in front of me, smiling. I can’t help smiling back. How many times I have sought for that look. Then, the images in my mind vanish like smoke and when I open my eyes, you’re gone.
Was it destiny that made me sit near you in that first diner? Was it destiny that pushed my lips accidentally onto yours? Do you believe we were meant to be?
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