Crash...Bang…
My heart caved in.
The angel in the room turned and looked at me.
For a second her eyes were the only sight I could see.
Faces turned to blurs, Voices to whispers.
The ring of the bell awoke me from my own little world…
Not a care in the world…
At least for the moment. All my worries fade off…
Into a distressed abyss of thought.
On the outside I seemed crisp, and nonchalant.
But on the inside every small problem bottled up…
Not that I was sad.
But rather worried
that I wouldn’t meet or exceed expectations
set by my elders or alumni before me.
All this just because she looked at me?
But what was different from the infinite beings i’ve seen before?
Was it her exquisite eyes?
Or perhaps her complex outlook on life.
Incomparable to nothing else but an angel
Maybe i’ve found the reason,
She lifts me up when i’m low,
Takes me higher when im high.
Is with me at my lowest…
This girl was definitely the angel from my dreams.
Still I couldn’t help to think was this a gift or an omen?..
Like every good love story the only way to find out is
To let it play out...