Letters to Her

Beautiful Girl.

Everyone had or is gonna have that one special day. A day that changes your life. I remember mine. The special day was when I first met you... We were both doing our laundry. I was alone and you were with your bad younger brother. That day I was feeling down and angry because I didn't get enough sleep, but my whole mood changed when I saw you.

I was putting my clothes in the washing machine and as soon as I turned around to get my change a little 'ole boy known as Noah, your brother grabbed all of it. I was so angry. I chased him all around the building trying to get my change back and when I finally caught him getting ready to cuss him out, you came asking if there was a problem.

"No-" Noah said, before you cut him off.

"Noah, did you steal that man's money?" She said, in disbelief. Before he could even respond you grabbed his hand roughly and opened it. "Then where'd you get it from?" He was silent.

While you were arguing with Noah, I was standing there astonished at how beautiful you were.

I just couldn't stop staring.

I remember I couldn't even think straight when you walked up to me and Noah.

You were, still is, so beautiful. The most beautiful person I've ever met.

With those big chocolate orbs that made me melt inside when I looked into them. You're plump lips that I couldn't help but dream about kissing; and those freckles that I couldn't ignore. They were just so cute on you.

And I remember I thought, how could someone be that damn beautiful. Beautiful isn't even the right word to describe you. Beautiful was an understatement.

Meanwhile you were looking right at me trying to get my attention...

Waving your hand in my face, saying excuse me over and over, until I finally snapped out of my gaze.

"Sir?"

"Y-yes?"

You held out your hand with the change in it. I was being so slow that I didn't even realize what you were doing. Once I finally got it, I looked down and grabbed the change.

"Uh t-thanks." I stuttered.

And this is when I fell in love.

You grinned showing your perfect white teeth.

I smiled back and you patted me on my shoulder..

Oh your touch made chills run through my body. Your touch was always my weakness. One touch and something just takes over me. I couldn't help it. You just had that something to make people feel a certain way.

As she walked away, I continued to stand there like an idiot.

For the rest of the day I couldn't help but think of you. You were just so gorgeous and I couldn't get you out of my head..

I remember I was beyond mad at myself for not getting the chance to talk to you or getting your number. I hoped and wished I would see you again, for weeks.