The Perfect Fall Gentleman

Truly, I'm uninterested in anybody and everybody.

Boredom is far too familiar.

Visuals mean nothing without a connection.

There isn't anyone who could melt the ice in my bones or break the walls I've built around my heart, but I ask myself what this feeling is with you, then.

It just took a single glance to tether these feelings to my heart.

Now...

Brick by brick my walls crumble, and I keep asking myself when you could have possibly left your imprint on me.

I toss and turn at night wondering if my heart knows what you've made of it.

I can't help see you everywhere remembering the lines of your face and the eagle tattoo you proudly wear on your right shoulder blade...

The way it slightly peaks out of your grey tank when you peal your leather jacket off your back.

What I truly can't forget is your smile, though, and the perfect dimple on your left cheek that mirrors mine.

That smile... the one that melts the ice in my bones and reignites a flame I didn't know I had.

Your smile is just so contagious, and I can't ever look away without it spreading to my lips.

I'm not the girl you look for in the crowd. 24 isn't 21, but it's not life changing... Too bad you're interested on the apples higher up on the fruit tree.

But my mind can't shake you, so I'll just admire you from over here.

Chocolate curls and all...

Truthfully, I wouldn't mind running my fingers through those curls for days...

They say you're the perfect fall gentleman, and I wouldn't mind living in fall for an eternity.

I crave your presence even in the silence just to know what lies underneath the leather jacket. I crave the man under the image. I want to keep your vulnerability.

But my personality would rather ignore the racing of my heart and resume to fixing the walls you shattered so effortlessly...

Xx