the first thing i noticed about you was your smile. it pulled me in, and i was a fool for not resisting.
i guess you could say i loved your smile more than i loved you.
we watched a thunderstorm from your porch, leaves and rain falling down, wind howling, thunder roaring.
you said the flashes of lightning were beautiful, and you watched them with your eyes closed.
but i couldn't bring myself to close my eyes, not even for a second.
i was too busy staring at you.
we were standing on a bridge, watching the water run run run beneath us. fireflies danced in the air, playing a game of tag that i could only watch; never join.
your voice broke my thoughts. 'isn't it amazing how humans can link one piece of land to another with bridges like this one?'
i could only nod and wish someone would invent bridges to link people.
bridges that no one would ever knock down.
'love is a lie,' you told me. it was winter, snow falling around us, and i reached for your hand in the cold