In my notebook I wrote;
I was drawn to her.
The way she flips her hair over her shoulder.
The way her voice sounds, singing verses of love,
It's like I'm in this serene silence listening to the sweet sound of waves gently crawling to the shore, calming and comforting.
Her smile and the look in her face, I couldn't be more captivated.

I fell head over heels for her.
She fills my heart with glee, every time I see her.
She had the nicest smile.
With every thought and every pulse, even my heart, she consumes all of it.

And in my notebook I wrote;
I never really knew love until that moment.
Until I heard her sing while she was playing her six string.


© Jay Faigmani