Loving someone from a distance is an agonizing challenge, but he had to keep his distancce. He knew trying to touch the stars is a tragic hope that is almost impossible to fulfill. Still she was beautful, and he knew this type of beauty was a rare gift for his eyes. Her physical beauty, was only half of it, watching her think, watch her feel, was like watch heaven being born, pure magic. She was unaware of the miracle she had grown to be to those around her. She was so unaware of her magic, I can only compare her blindness to a fallen angel who lost her way home. He found her humility charming. Each moment with her was amazing, he tried to memorize every detail. He would stare at her when she wasn’t looking in the hope that her image would burn into his eyes permanently.

They worked for the same company so he was lucky to see her almost on a daily basis. She would joke, “How could you miss me, you see me almost everyday?” He would think to himself, “I will never get tired of looking at that face.” Today he was lucky enough to get a lunch date with her. He knew with someone like her an invite always had a 50/50 change at best. So today was his lucky day, she said yes. Many men at his company had pursued her, and rightfully so, she was special. Even the men with half a brain could see this, and because of this having lunch with her always made him feel like he had won a prize that day. They went to their usual spot, she was very particular in her restaurants, but he never complained because that discerning palate of hers never let him down. She was a little thing, with a tiny frame but she did enjoy her food. This was among his top ten favorites things about her, and yes sadly he had a list he kept in his head. For example number 7 was the way she used his full name, Joseph. Although he never knew whether to be terrified or exhilirated when that word left her lips. She ate with passion, but not in a gluttonous way. She ate in a way that showed she was not afraid to enjoy the simple things in life. Luckily for him she also liked to share her passion for food. She had many facets to her existence like this, and each one made you want to love her as much as your heart could bear. As they sat down she quickly ordered her usual spicy salmon salad. He loved to watch her eat, somehow it made her beauty more accessible to him, somehow it made her seem almost real enough to touch. He would always play with her saying, “watching you eat is like food porn for me.” He did love watching her eat, but he really just liked to watch her exist. Watching her comb her hair, cook an egg, or even tie her shoe was a treat for him, but that’s love for you. It has a way of reminding you that the small moves of the universe are the ones we remember and cherish. Their order only took 10 minutues as they were the only one in the small restaurant. As she quickly devoured her salad he sat and admired her appetite almost forgetting his own meal. He just sat scretly admiring her and thought,”God she’s amazing.”