fuck me man. she ruins the monotony as she steps onto my train. the collection of dark, angry faces and “just a bit too thick” bodies part like waves when she saunters in.
damn it all to hell…
she’s about 5’3″ or so. black worn chuck taylor high tops rests over the edges of worn pale gray jeans that are flawlessly form fitting. she has on a vintage black leather bomber that she’s masterfully offset with a frilly semi-sheer, black scarf. her complexion mirrors mine..warm sand, but her yellowish undertone makes her glow. exploding from the top of her head is a cacophony of perfectly wild…perfectly dark brown with golden highlighted hair tied to the top with a simple elastic that forces the thick locks to bloom or waterfall. her rich, full lips are that perfect shade of salmon that screams, “i’m smoke-free” and her teeth are little and straight. duplicated eyebrows are sculpted to frame almond eyes, the iris’ of which are as light a brown as i’ve ever seen.
and my god…the smile. lord what do i do….she just smiled at me!
so my heart is thumping now. she is bopping her head to whatever is in those headphones and i am unable to not attempt feeble eye contact. doors open. people board. she is still dancing with me. visibility is decreasing as more bodies sardine themselves into the train.
shit! she looks at me and smiles again but i’m not ready to change both our lives just yet! she gets up and with this widening smile she approaches. fuck it..let’s go! i’m focused now. my skin tightens and i’m sure my pupils have dilated. in less than a second i’ve rehearsed a thousand convo combinations…imma be so smooth. i look up and return her smile. her smile gets even bigger…how is that even possible? be cool man.
i exhale and end up as calm as a cow in mumbai. i sit up straight and nod lightly. her brow furrows…and then the doors next to me open.
fuck me man. she ruined the monotony i had become accustomed to. i laugh inside at myself as i look over my shoulder toward her rapidly receding form.
last eye contact.
last exchanged smiles.
the doors close.
perfect.
..ra
