Could you be the one? My one? Never have I considered the line of your jaw to be anything special, nor your smile to be a wonder but today, that laugh, the way you looked at the floor, then looked up at me through your overgrown fringe made the earth fall away, just for a second, my equilibrium shifted and I was lost in your tide, awkwardly lighting a cigarette my shell shocked hands desperate to belie my cool disposition. You walked with me a while in silence, sharing drags, my lips, only too aware that they were following yours, prayed for more with a half smile, while your fingers pushed a wayward curl from my forehead, turning my heart into a supernova.... and all I could think was.... You? Really? Oh boy.
Attraction is a strange beast that pounces when you least expect it.