aNd tHeRe hE wAs

And there he was,
Staring into my eyes as a child stares at candy
He was an image of perfection
His sea blue eyes were as deep as ocean
And on, so full of mystery, like a treasure waiting to be opened.
He could win any girls heart
But he was awaiting my response to the question
My stomach was churning the milk in blender
My heart was beating as if i had just run a marathon
I was so excited that he had asked me,
Not just any girl, but me
All i had to do was get the words out,
But it was hard
His perfection stunned my thoughts
Yet i managed to reply in a cool manner
The words flowing off my lips as water flow through a stream
“ sure, you can borrow my pencil”