I remember the exact moment I fell in love with her. We were in the middle of the street arguing about god knows what, but nevertheless, we were arguing like always. I remember being absolutely furious with her. I couldnât believe some of the things she was saying to me. I looked up at the sky and then back down at her and thatâs when the massive tidal wave hit me right between the eyes. She was still the same person from 2 seconds ago. The same angry woman yelling at me, but somehow she was different. I was no longer annoyed, or mad. Instead I just looked at her in awe. Her hair moved gracefully and furiously as she talked. You see, she had this tendency of talking with her hands, one of the many qualities that I loved, and hated like crazy. I looked at her lips, and watched as they formed angry words, but all I could think about was the way they felt on mine. But what really made me realize how crazy in love with her I was, was the fire lit behind her eyes. I never noticed until now, but the fire always seemed to ignite when she was talking about something she was passionate about. and as I watched the fire burn burn behind those beautiful brown eyes, I realized that goddamn. I love this girl. For all she is. Her smiles, and her frowns, the tears in her eyes and the fireâs. I loved every goddamn thing she hated about herself. Like her smile. She wasn;t fond of it because she had braces, but I liked her because she looked so dorky and cute when she smiled at me. I loved her laugh, because it was her happiness sound, and I loved that I could always make that come out of her. So without thinking twice I looked at her and went âShut upâ.
but I didnât let her finish. Instead I took a step towards her and pressed my lips against her mouth. I could feel the shock on her lips, but it slowly bubbled, and she laughed into my mouth.