The handsome stranger…

Too many things that she wants to say to him… I like you… I love you… I need you… I hate you… I want you to want to feel yourself next to me the same way I yearn for my heart to be close to yours… He sits there and he smiles at her… Her heart manages to skip a beat… She smiles back shyly…. He goes back to what he was doing… *swoon* Heart of mine why don’t you stop yourself from pining over that which is not yours? My dear what has gotten into me? My whole life may be turned around over the confident smile of a handsome stranger… The light catches the ring on the most important finger of all… Her thoughts travel to the shy smile of a handsome friend… His eyes sparkle when she sees him… And his hand yearns to feel her body beneath it… In his arms she finds her home… And in his eyes… her soul… And she is content… And the confident smile of the handsome stranger is forgotten…