Rushing my way through the crowded subway station, passing by blurred faces in hurry, I felt sudden impact on my left side, I was almost knocked down by the tall man in the black coat, but it wasn't impact on my shoulder that left me sitting on that floor with my books spilled all over the place. No, it was a familiar scent that filled space around him, he smelled like nature, home, with a mix of something purely his. I would recognize that smell everywhere.
I saw his big hand extended toward me, trying to help me up, but I couldn't move, my senses went off, my mind was buzzing, suddenly cold, dirty subway floor was good enough for me. His deep velvety smooth and a bit smokey voice shook me from the trans I fell into. My hand touched his and like always I felt that tingling sensation at the tips of my fingers itching to touch him. I've lifted my head up only to be pulled into the deep storm raging in those ever loving eyes. I guess that's how the universe collide.
