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As my routine, I was standing there again with my heart who is now calm after seeing the same nature portrait over and over, but it was still not able to keep the excitement to itself over the mountains that stretched along the eternal dusk sky and encroach to the limitlessness is currently dimmed from a staggering that now quivering of this heart can't get over the scenery which is now incised to that these prat eyes saw that day.
She stood there, staring at the encroaching mountains with her moist eyes as if they were asking her for something that she couldn't possibly get. Disbelief colored her expression, an emotion too deep to be put into words.
My legs move without permission. My breath hitches. Foolish, reckless heart—it pounds as though it has waited centuries for this moment. When she turns, time splinters.
These eyes get their dream shattered by the contrary twin that they want to see and can emerge into it. With my clouded heart and those foolish eyes, I now view her as the person I am, and not as the person I used to be.
Standing there, she stared at me as if she were peering into my heart through lonely eyes. She was smiling a bit as she was delighted to see me and also sad as in deep agony. These eternal winds have touched those long hairs and want to take her away from this place so that this scenery doesn't lose its everlasting beauty to her.
She is nothing to me but at that moment it feels like she is everything I needed, she's intruded on the scene in front of me. I ask myself only one thing and nothing more.
"How come anyone can be this beautiful".