beautiful day
it was a beautiful day. the sun was shinning brightly. warming the earth early in the morning.
there was i. stunned. that girl was standing before me. a bit dark she was. short was her hair. dark was the color of her eyes. she wore a black jeans. a scarf was hanging on her shoulders. she combined it with a dark brown tank-top.
she was a teenager on her blossom day. happiness written all over her face. her smile was astonishing. couldn’t do much when meeting her. even more, her voice was beautiful. a bit jazzy it was. and so nice to hear.
we might have known each other less than four hours. but it felt like forever already. i barely knew her. but, that day, there she was. standing before me. looking into my eyes and saying goodbye.
