The story of love is a tale of moments, each moment filled with its own unique beauty. For this girl, the moment she met her suitor was a turning point in her life—she wasn't just falling in love; she was finding her way home
As she sat on that bench, clear as day, watching the world pass by, she knew that the moment she met him would be more than enough to change her life. It was like seeing a reflection in a mirror, and then thinking about what you see when you look into it—those feelings were so deeply connected
But as she watched his steps walk past her, clear and steady, she couldn't help but feel something else about him. He had a different way of looking at the world, someone who didn’t let time bog him down in the confusion of everyday things. And that was so unique
And then one night, as the stars began to shift and the sky opened up wider than it ever had been before, she realized that this was just a part of what he did day after day
He was a girl with sharp eyes, a girl who could see through the clouds, but for her, there was no separation. There wasn’t an invisible barrier separating them—just the time it took to cross it
As she stood at the edge of that pond, watching his feet trail behind him, she couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of peace in her chest—peace that wasn’t because he was so sweet, but because she knew something bigger than herself
And then one day, as the sun rose above the horizon, she heard it through the trees and saw it coming towards them—a sudden, unexpected wave of colors that she couldn’t contain. It wasn’t just colors; it was the way she felt, the way she remembered
That was all she could manage to say about it—those words were enough to make her smile brighter than ever before, and for him, too
And then one night, as he went back to sleep, she couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of pride in his quiet strength. He wasn’t here talking; he was alone on that pond watching the world go by
As time passed, her heart grew heavier with each passing moment, a weight that never seemed to disappear but only grew stronger and stronger as she looked at it in mirror-like reflection
And for him, too—she couldn’t imagine anyone like him. He didn’t have the sugar he once thought he had; he didn’t have the love he once imagined he would share with someone he loved
But then again, she knew he did. And that was all they could talk about
And one night, when she looked out into the sky and saw a distant light from which nothing had been seen since, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of wonder in her heart—wonder that such a light existed—to wonder what it might be—and how it might affect someone else’s life
And then one day, as he began to walk past them again, she could see the difference he made. He wasn’t just here talking; he was there watching every moment, in his own way
She couldn’t let go of that sense of wonder and peace that always came with a new life—new people, new directions, new connections—and those feelings were stronger than any words she could ever say
And for him too—she couldn’t imagine anyone like him. He didn’t have the sugar he once thought he had; he didn’t have the love he once imagined he would share with someone he loved
But then again, she knew he did. And that was all they could talk about
