To Love

It was a beautiful summer’s day when I first saw him. The sky was clear blue; something I knew wouldn’t last since I was living in a country notorious for its schizophrenic weather. I remember sitting in the garden with a book. A cool breeze rustled the pages between my hands every now and then. And as I turned the page to continue the imaginary narrative that had all my attention, he entered my life. At first I saw him from my peripheral view until he stood in front of me, with a smile playing on his lips and a gleam in his dark green eyes. He was big, dark and handsome. With one look I fell in love.