A Daisy Thru Concrete
Sunday, February 18, 2007
Random Writing13th January, 2007. 2:15 pm.
Thoughts on paper
She was petite and somewhat thin, which was remarkable considering her rotund figure as an infant and child. Her hair was brown, long and wild; she could never find a way to tame its unruliness. Her eyes were steel blue - not blue and not gray, but a combination of the two that she found to be the most pleasing part of her outward appearance. Her cheeks were round (a reminder of her plumper days) and showed the slightest hint of pink. She wore little makeup, just enough to hide the imperfections or enhance the attributes she saw in herself. Quite frankly, she wasn't anything more than ordinary looking. If you passed her on the street, you probably wouldn't notice her and most people didn't. Those that did catch a glimpse of her noticed little, if anything, that would cause them to remember her even hours later. She seemed to just be another part of the scenery - there but not really visible or recognizable as anything important.
A man happened upon her one day while performing some mundane errands. At first, he walked by as most folk did. Something - some force - stopped him dead in his tracks. He turned and looked back. Drawn to her, he felt compelled to speak. He merely greeted her with a smile, a nod, and a friendly hello. Startled, she looked around her expecting to see someone else and then she looked at the man. He nodded again, as if to let her know that she was the intended receiver of his salutation. He smiled. It was a crooked smile and bared a hint of mischief. He was tall and had an average build. His hands bore the signs of hard work. Instantly, though, she was drawn to his eyes. They were mesmerizing and she found herself unable to look away. Timidly she replied with a greeting of sorts and a nod. He realized she did not smile. He worried that she may be offended by his forwardness, but then saw the truest, brightest smile he had ever seen. It did not happen upon her face, but in her eyes. He stood there as captivated by her as she was by him.
And so it goes every day...two seemingly ordinary people happen upon each other accidentally. To one another they are extraordinary for reasons unbeknownst to themselves quite yet. Fate has a plan and all they can do is follow along. There is a reason these two souls met, one that shall reveal itself in time. For now, though, they stand locked in a stare, unsure of the future, and enthralled in the beauty of one another's eyes.
