The sun shone brightly, illuminating his face, highlighting his dimples. It was as though he had been plucked out of a world where only perfection exists, a place where everything was so beautiful to look at it hurt the eyes. The sun shone almost as brightly as his smile.
She fumbled with herself trying to get her thoughts in order. She had her speech ready and had practiced it countless times in the mirror. She had tried on different clothes, different voices, different personalities but the fact was that she was shy and a little awkward and would probably mispronounce her words.
She moved forward anyway. Her legs wobbled when he looked over at her and she prayed she didn’t look like she was going to fall over. She was not sure that she would not fall over, but the constant movement forward somehow held her steady.
She spoke to him and he listened. He looked at her with interest and curiosity, and didn’t seem to mind when she lost her words, he lent her a few of them. She slapped herself mentally and also laughed. This was crazy. What was she doing?
She sighed and shook her head. One day, she would actually walk up to him, record all his flaws and not mind them. Deliver her speech with a little bit of confidence and convince him it was all just a smoothly occurring thing that she was talking to him and not something she had played over and over again in her head.
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