i always imagined my first love, how i'll meet them, what i'd be doing. most of this i've just interpreted from reading books and what i see in movies. what can i say, i love all that cheesy romantic, "love at first sight", crap. i've never imagined what they'd look like because it can literally be anyone, i think that's both beautiful and nerve wrecking.
let me paint you the vision i've been visioning for a while, or at least one of the visions.
it's autumn or winter. i'm in a coffee shop. all you can hear and smell are normal coffee shop things. orders being made, names being called out for those orders, chatter, keys from laptop keyboards, and of course the smell of coffee dancing in the air. the smell under our noses and eventually, it sticks to the clothing i'm wearing.
i look up and there they are.
beautiful and completely ordinary. but not ordinary to me,
they're light and everything in between and out of this world.
absolute perfection.
Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 4:06 PM UTC
i always imagined my first love, how i'll meet them, what i'd be doing. most of this i've just interpreted from reading books and what i see in movies. what can i say, i love all that cheesy romantic, "love at first sight", crap. i've never imagined what they'd look like because it can literally be anyone, i think that's both beautiful and nerve wrecking.
let me paint you the vision i've been visioning for a while, or at least one of the visions.
it's autumn or winter. i'm in a coffee shop. all you can hear and smell are normal coffee shop things. orders being made, names being called out for those orders, chatter, keys from laptop keyboards, and of course the smell of coffee dancing in the air. the smell under our noses and eventually, it sticks to the clothing i'm wearing.
i look up and there they are.
beautiful and completely ordinary. but not ordinary to me,
they're light and everything in between and out of this world.
absolute perfection.
