Her Love


I saw her 

Her curls glistening in the warm honey haze of the afternoon sun

Her eyes were bright and aware 

Knowing and seeing

Seeing 

She was seeing me 

Looking 

Looking at me 

For the first time 

She smiled 

And the world went to flames
 

Bella_create9

NH

15 years old

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