I got up from the table I was sitting at and walked over to where she would be coming. I patiently waited for about a minute until finally, I saw her come out. I felt captivated by the sight of her face. Watching the slight smile on her face formed by the curved contours of her lips, the look in her sparkling hazel eyes as she gazed forward, the light complexion on her face as the sun struck it creating a gradient of pinkish skin tones across her face, her dyed-brown hair as it delicately flowed against the blow of a calm breeze, I approached her. Attempting to conjure up something witty to initiate a conversation, something that would make her laugh, or catch her attention, or otherwise make me appear interesting, I said the first thing that said to my mind…
“Hi”