122. Stop and Stare:
Even when I was busy, I couldn’t help but stop and stare. How could you not?
Those beautiful eyes.
Clear blue, that made you think of summer days and ice creams at the beach.
I’d stand there for a minute and then I’d sigh.
I wanted him to see me. I wanted him to smile and say hi. But he didn’t even know I existed.
How could he?
Especially when he was just some random guy on a bulletin board that overhung the highway.