inspired from a Tumblr quotation, put in italics
my eyes landed on your face,
and time seemed to slow to a
our first meeting was not a particularly interesting one
or one that garners much attention–
as a story, it is really rather
it wasn’t as if the heavens sang a prayer
or Cupid scampered around Olympia,
shouting of his success.
our love was not
love at first sight
(in any case, I do not believe in such fairytales
that more often than not create heartache and disappointment)
our story was different,
rather, it was a sort of
a sort of calmness.
a genuine understanding.
it was as if the universe aligned in perfect formation,
and we knew.
i smiled shyly and gave you a small wave.
the stars twinkled just a little bit brighter,
and the future seemed just a tiny bit more hopeful.
it’s going to be you.