The way the back of your hair stands up when I’m grabbing it as I kiss you, the way a smile is never too far from your lips, the roughness of your palm, and the way your soft eyes glisten when you stare into mine. From that moment, I knew that I had fallen for you, for us.Īs the late summer transitioned into a light fall, now in sweater dresses and flats, we enjoyed the chillier breezes, lucky to get a few sunny days in the midst of the early cold. We talked, we laughed, we flirted, and eventually, we kissed. But until that night, we had never really noticed each other.
I had seen you around before, and maybe you had seen me too. The air is fresh and full of life, fall’s chill hasn’t overtaken. We met at the end of summer, when it’s warm enough to step out in a strapless dress, some open-toed wedges no need for a light jacket.
