The Stranger
Sitting at the back sit gazing at the moon as I felt the cool breeze hit my face, music coming from the speakers and chatters of the ones around me, I was lost in my own world till I felt her touch, her eyes brightened and her face glowed under the moonlight, I heard every word she said but I wasn't listening. I was lost in her beauty and her smile, getting to fall in love all over again, getting to know her all over again. getting to tell her I like, scratch that, getting to tell her I love her. It's funny how one person makes you view the world differently, she never wanted me to touch her now she doesn't want me to let her go. I never wanted the car to stop, I, never wanted to say goodbye. I sat there thinking to myself, "how can a looser like me have such a blessing like her" getting to question what she sees in me that others don't have. Getting to know what she likes and what she doesn't, getting to know where to touch and where not touch in pub