Monday, September 27, 2010

Day 7

So the one that walked.
First thing you notice is the red. This communicates to you that she has style because it's nicely contrasted with her jeans and top.
Next is the hair. The kind of straight black that gleams and looks like some poor raven has had it's colour stolen.
After that was the tiny nose piercing surrounded by, not a perfect face, but a perfectly flawed face. Something beautiful but real at the same time.
And then of course was the body. Which was hard to miss.

All of this and she is just passing you on the tram.

She sits down the seat behind you. At this point your friend has realized your not listening any more. From that point on you half listen.

Getting caught maybe two or three times looking at her. You notice she's reading a book. The guide to leading a happy life or something.

After ten minutes of not talking to her she gets up to leave, but instead of going to the closest door, she comes over to yours.

You remember something you read and smile before you look at her.
You almost forget what you were going to say when she returns a smile that would stop the sun setting.
You manage to stammer out
"Have you read the secret?"
"No" she replies "What's that?"
"A similar book"
She smiles as the tram stops and she gets off.
Getting up to follow out after her before you continue your conversation...

Is exactly what you should've done.
Mr XL