It’s only the third or fourth time I’ve seen you. I don’t remember much about the first, only that I was confused to how I hadn’t noticed you before. I always notice boys with faces like yours, I think as pull my eyes away from you.
I believe that love is magic. Love is the purest thing on Earth and most of our actions are subconsciously driven by love. Love is something that should be free and limitless, because magic is free and limitless.
The immediate feeling of regret flooded Caroline when she opened her apartment door. Rain torrentially poured from the sky despite the enthusiastic newscaster’s predication of sunshine that morning. Looking out her window hadn’t even crossed Caroline’s mind before embarking on her trek uptown.