And as he turned the corner he just froze. It was the first time that he'd saw her. She was standing there with a glowing look on her face staring at something that he couldn't figure it out considering the distance that she was.
But that really didn´t matter to him. He was caught by that image, the image he was unable to define with words. An image so powerful that only could be explained by images and feelings that he had in his mind.
To him, she was like the first snow, a quiet beauty that surrounds you and embrace you into a peaceful embrace. She had a smile on her face of an angel, the smile that would mean redemption and open the gates of heaven to a lost soul like him.
And he woke up from his daze as he realized that she was walking towards him. But he stood there petrified. And she touched him gently him with her fingers and said " Excuse me" and walked away.
Leaving him with just a chill feeling inside and a smile for the rest of his day.
But that really didn´t matter to him. He was caught by that image, the image he was unable to define with words. An image so powerful that only could be explained by images and feelings that he had in his mind.
To him, she was like the first snow, a quiet beauty that surrounds you and embrace you into a peaceful embrace. She had a smile on her face of an angel, the smile that would mean redemption and open the gates of heaven to a lost soul like him.
And he woke up from his daze as he realized that she was walking towards him. But he stood there petrified. And she touched him gently him with her fingers and said " Excuse me" and walked away.
Leaving him with just a chill feeling inside and a smile for the rest of his day.
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hahaha i didnt like this one!! in the beginning thats ok, but the end... did u feel something like that? ok, it was a good idea to write in english, cuz we could think more than publishing in "Claudia", we can think now maybe Times? Marie Claire international? or some of that 7teen?? we need to talk about it...
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