As I pass by Classic Candles, I see my beautiful angel standing at the cashier. Simone's chocolate brown hair shines in the light as she reads. The way she scrunches up her face when she gets confused and how she starts to laugh out loud whenever the characters say something funny. The beauty Simone captures in just reading probably does not compare to how beautiful she would be if we talked.
I have never gathered the courage to even walk into the store alone and talk to her, maybe even ask her out on a date. Maybe I should write a letter to confess my love and give her flowers. No. No, that'll scare her. Maybe I need to start off small, just a little letter and flowers about how I like her. I hope she finds the letter and having a secret admirer a romantic gesture, and not creepy.