Her Heart Was A Secret Garden And The Walls Were Very High

I think I saw his eyes looking into mine and felt the difference in the world the second he became part of my life.

I felt the need to run...

It might have been fear.
It might have been love.

Is this what love feels like?

Is this what realization looks like?

Every bone in my body wanted to run, but something within me had me planted in place. Something within refused to let me move...

Something inside me screamed his name.

I had to maintain eye contact. I felt my knees lock just to keep from falling over. I couldn't lose sight of him.

His tone was so deep, and his smile drilled through every lock I had keeping ancient, translucent walls up.

He knew it.

He broke every chain and lock inside me, even the ones I didn't know existed.

With every step he took towards me, he saw ever wall crumble, instantly.

His steps were heavy, and I knew he was struggling with the internal gravity that held me in place, but it only encouraged him.

He didn't run. He came closer.

The burning fear that laced my soul was stripped away with every step he took until I understood he wasn't someone I needed to push away.

The closer he came, the stronger the pull was. It was as if an electric current coursed through my veins.

Maybe this is what it feels like when you meet someone so extraordinary it shakes you to the core.

Maybe this is what it feels like to meet your soulmate.

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