As I looked over at her, it struck me how beautiful she was. Her hair was blowing carelessly in the wind, a halo on her head. I had the oddest impulse to reach out and touch. See if it was as soft as it looked. Her lips were curled into a soft smile that radiated warmth. I wondered who or what she was thinking of and my heart skipped a beat imagining her smiling for me. 

It's crazy how i never noticed how blue her eyes are. Or how her laughter sounds like summertime. It's strange how I never really looked at her. And suddenly i couldn't stop staring.

Chasing Sunshine

I sigh, bringing my cup to my lips. The events of the night before weigh on me. I remember how she looked. Her cheeks were flushed from the sake and her eyes glowed. 


I close my eyes for a moment, remembering how she looked in that dress. I hear shuffling and look up. Viv's standing next to me, eating the fruit I left on the table for her. Her hair's tucked behind her ears and she's wearing a long cardigan that's slipping off her shoulders, revealing my blue t shirt. 


She smiles at me "morning" an involuntary smile tugs at my lips. For all her poise and grace, Vivienne Reed is a messy eater. 


"Mornin'" I whisper back. I turn back to the view when I remember her tears last night. She leans over and kisses my head "it's alright" she knows exactly what I'm thinking. 


She gives me a brief smile and goes back inside. I watch her as she leaves. She knows what I'm thinking. But I know her too. It's not okay. 


11 • Why Not Her?