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 chuckled softly as I watch Sunny dance around the kitchen goofily. I smooth the batter out in the pan and shove it in the oven, turning so my back faces the counter. 


I wipe my hands with a dish towel, a gentle smile on my lips. She turns to me, one hand out to me, the other being used as a mic. 


And ain't that the truth? She takes my hand pulling me around with her until I join in on her dancing. 


The song finishes and she grins at me, her face flushed, breathing hard. She leans down kisses me, softly. When she pulls away she spins around, heading for the counter. 


She sits on one of the island chairs and I move to start cleaning up. "Moon?" I pause, her voice is soft, almost scared. 


"Yeah, Sun?" I keep cleaning "what are we doing?" I pause again, my mind muddled. "We're sitting in the kitchen" I reply. 


17 • All Okay