They were at the fair, walking
around in the rain. Soaked. They held hands and didn't care about
what other people thought of them. Engaged in pointless
conversations, they talked forever. They stopped and turned at
eachother. The rain pouring down her face, and the glimmer in her
eyes made her so much more beautiful even when her mascara was
running and her hair was wet and curly. He looked amazing in
every way. His beautiful green eyes looked directly into her
gold eyes. As if he read her mind, they leaned in. They kissed
for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only five or ten
seconds. She opened her eyes and saw his, still locked in hers.
She smiled and thanked God. He thought about how lucky he is. The
boy and girl hugged, promising themselves to remeber the moment
forever. And when I read this over and over again,
I remember how lucky I am to be
"that girl"
