His first words

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So let me go back to the day I first saw her. It was a Monday, November 6th. I started my day perfectly normally until the moment my gaze fell on her beautiful face. And she was beautiful. She had those special eyes that would shimmer in the most gorgeous way, and then there was that incredibly amazing smile. The one that made me weak in the knees every time it appeared across her features.

You wouldn't believe the heart break I felt when I saw the man she met at the end of the journey, kiss her in that way. A mix of envy and pain flooded through me knowing he was the luckiest guy in the world to be able to call her his girl.

How is it even possible to be feeling this way for a girl you've only just seen on a subway journey to work one morning?

Well.. You can't help who you fall in love with. But is it love? Or is it just a crush? No, this is not just some schoolboy day dream. I love her.

And there I was thinking that I would never lay eyes on her again, only for her to show up on the subway at the same time the next morning. And the morning after that. And every morning after, on our daily commute. My friends at work would call that fate trying to bring us together. I tried telling myself that it was a coincidence and that I'll get over her. But I just couldn't believe that.

It was nearing two weeks since I first saw her. And I still hadn't progressed in uttering a single syllable her way. Yeah I know I'm a coward, I can't even talk to a girl I love.

Maybe I was scared of rejection. The chances of her dismissing me were high. I mean why wouldn't she? She was in a relationship with someone else, there was no way she would show interest in another man. And that's probably why I never could talk to her. She always seemed so happy and when you truly love some one all you want is to see them being genuinely happy. Even if it means losing out on the chance of having them a part of your life.

But how is she doing this? I can't stop thinking about her.

Is it wrong that I learnt some things about her? Not in that perverted stalker-ish way. But maybe I would hear one or two things quite by accident a couple of times when she walked past, too deep in a phone call conversation to even notice me.

Where was I? Oh yeah, so it had been a fortnight now and I was carrying out my usual morning routine on my way to work. Catching the subway with my beanie and headphones on. And like clockwork she would always arrive on the train in same carriage the stop right after the one I began my journey with.

Oh my God... She's stunning..

I had to pull my eyes away from her in case she caught me staring at her too long. But every second in her presence felt like a blessing and I found myself not wanting the subway ride to end.

If only she knew what she does to my heart...

I had waited for an opportune moment to say my first word to her. "Hi I'm Robert and I couldn't help noticing we take the trip to...no that's not gonna work.. She'll just think you're weird .." I sighed disappointed in front of my reflection in the bathroom mirror earlier that morning.

I practiced everyday for what I wanted to say to her but all that practice flew out the window the moment I saw her. And my first words to her weren't exactly what I had planned.

I was the fool, I waited until a few minutes before her stop to approach her.

Why didn't I go to her sooner?

I lowered my headphones to my neck and quickly took off my beanie, fixing my hair before I stood up in her direction. This was it, now or never.

Let me remind you that I was composed. Despite my raging heartbeat, drumming in my chest. Thankfully I had been sure to carry a bottle of water with me this time to cure the dryness in my throat. I knew exactly what I was going to say but what I didn't anticipate was for someone to bump into me as they found a seat in the subway carriage.

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