The morning is cold and bitter.I slowly walk up the steps, my eyes fixed to the newspaper in my hands, but my thoughts, rocking in a stormy sea far far away.
I suddenly look up.And..and I see you. It feels like the sun has just come out, it's warm rays gently touching me.Carrying that black backpack and walking down the corridor, you look heavenly.
I'm still looking at you, when you pass by me.In the stillness, with only the birdsong  to be heard, your 'Goodmorning' is like a summer rain that sprinkles love.
'Hi!', I greet you back,  the happiness that rang through my heart, echoing.Seeing my delight,  looking down,  you smile, with the sweetness of an angel.
Suddenly, the air is full of a fragrance I have never smelt before.Everywhere so bright and colourful,  the whole world seems to be in bloom.