Green, yellow, red, stop.
I walked through a busy market in Paris until I hit a stoplight that left me without the knowledge of misfortune or pleasure awaiting me.
Either way, I'm glad I waited
because moments later here I am staring at what I hoped would be; the one.
I remember you were seated on your pastel blue bicycle,
the ones with the basket in the front carrying a baguette
I mean, how french can one get?
You had blonde hair, you were blue eyed
I still remember what you looked like.
You looked exactly like someone I thought I would never be right by
Face to face
You looked back at me and smiled.
It kinda reminded me of that one story by John Green where this dude named Augustus Waters met this girl named Hazel Grace and he falls in love with her in an instant so on and so forth because
This was something similar.
I didn't know you,
But I felt as if we potentially were operating on the same wavelength,
and I loved that.
It's crazy how only three seconds can paint out a situation that
makes it feel like a lifetime of what seemed to be only pure bliss.
Three seconds was all it took.
Three seconds was all it took for the stars that bled through your eyes to align with mine-
a constellation that only happened once in a lifetime
But who you think you are to me was just a girl riding her bicycle.
And I was just a boy pointing his camera at a direction towards someone of both beauty and of worth.
It was almost as though you were just a vision in my dream as she looked comforted
Yet her eyes stood out as if she had just smelled the scent of coffee.
In perfect constrast, her eyes, they glimmered, they shined brighter than all the stars within her.
But both beauty and worth couldn't comprehend to this feeling.
She was unstoppable and she took everything she ever wanted with a smile.
Red, yellow, green, go.
Three seconds turned out to what seemed to be that moment where time and only time stood still.
Three seconds turned out to what seemed to be three lifetimes.
Three seconds was all it took to imagine what my life would be without you by my side.
L’amour fait les plus grandes douceurs et les plus sensibles infortunes de la vie.
Love makes the greatest pleasures and most sensitive misfortunes of life.
