bag, the one with the little dog sown into the side, and took out your little mirror and began to apply your eye shadow. I do like the green on you don't get me wrong, but I definitely prefer the blue but green will do all the same; you look beautiful in both after all. I remember thinking your hair still looked nice that colour, even though you'd made such a fuss about the stylist dying it a rather darker brown than you'd hoped. You seemed quite content with it now as you brushed it three times on your left and two times on your right as you always did. I didn't notice right away but the dress that you were wearing was rather dressy compared to what you'd normally be wearing to the Marina on a regular Monday afternoon and come to think of it you weren't normally on your own. Maybe I should sit next to you at the bar, maybe say hello and start a conversation with you; this could be my chance. I simply know I'd be lost for words if I had to stare at your face and say something intuitive and charming. What if I made a fool of myself? That would never do, my heart surely could not take the strain of rejection, I'd have to close my eyes and imagine a smile forming on your face like the one I often love to gaze upon. When I first felt that feeling of electricity across my back streaking along my spine from the ends of my fingers to the very tips of my toes I knew I was in the presence of an angel. I'd almost choke as the sides of your mouth gently began to rise letting your glistening smile creep through in the corners eventually leading to a small crescent moon of ivory perfection upon your face. The sheer happiness I see in your eyes when you laugh is the happiness I long to give to you if only you'd let me. I noticed you constantly staring into your small diamond encrusted watch; the birthday gift that you'd so wrongly assumed had been placed in your apartment as a mistakenly nameless present from a friend or family member but at least it was on your wrist I so I suppose that will do. Looking at your watch now to remind yourself of the time I also had the concept that time was constantly running out, as was my time to take this opportunity to talk to you so I stood up and walked towards where you were sat. The bar was pretty full I thought so maybe if I sat next to you it wouldn't seem that out of the ordinary. I quickly sat down and breathed out a huge release of nervous relief. Our backs were almost touching and occasionally I felt your arm touch mine; the
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