She was so peaceful. There was not a frown on her face or any hint of loneliness in her features. She was completely at ease.
I marvelled so much at her. The way she was able to capture my attention by simply staying so still was truly magical. It was hard to withdraw my eyes away from her. She was so incredibly beautiful.
I wondered why those around me could be oblivious to such beauty. How could they just walk by with their eyes retreated and be ignorant of her? I considered it to be their loss. They were losing the chance at seeing how perfect she was. Not an imperfection, not one single flaw. Eyes so clear that you could see your own reflection within them and into the depths of her very heart.
I felt so lucky that I could have her all to myself. I was the only one who could fully appreciate and be able to see her inner beauty. Anyone else who did look closer and happen to notice her could still not see her inner beauty as I did.
I smile at her and she smiles back. I could smile at her all day long. Take in her beauty all day…
A sudden beep brought me back to my senses. It was my watch signalling a new hour was at hand.
I sigh, withdrawing my eyes away from her. If only she were real. At the moment the beauty that I was really seeing was that of the river. She was very still today, still as a mirror.
Every weekend I came down to the riverside, watching its moods and reflecting on the atmosphere. On a nice day such as today, it would be still and peaceful. Then on a windy day it would rise up in anger, menacing and taking revenge on the winds’ disturbance by splashing heavily about.
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