I was walking through the crowded concert and I was wondering why people seem to be amazingly gazing at me. In my awe, I thought, hmmm… I don’t think they are staring at me. I mean…duh! No one would waste their time staring at me like that unless I have dirt on my face or something. Then…Oh! Oh! Oh! It suddenly hit me! I forgot that a handsome man was holding my hand and was walking right behind me. I giggled and turned all red. I was right! They were jaw-dropped staring at Him and not me.
Well, who wouldn’t stare!? He has this bewitching eyes and winsome lips. He was all smartly dressed up and elegantly tall. He walks stunningly and his smell is so hypnotizing. And what is ironic about it… of all people… he was holding my hands.
The two-hour concert was really short for me. It was time to separate ways. I told him I had to go home early and he asked if it is okay for him to stay. As I looked in his eyes, I said “Yes, if you want to.” I was hoping that he would understand that I don’t want him to stay. But it was selfish of me. I took two steps backwards while bidding him good bye. He was staring at me and heard his eyes talked to me. I turned my back and went home.
As I hoped, he understood. He called me after an hour. And he didn’t stay. He went home too. We talked for hours and hours until we finally had to hang up and sleep.
*sighs*
It was one sweet night!
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