I looked right at her eyes and sent this huge smile along with one billion invisible roses of pink and red. Our eyes established a swift connection of the most splendid conversation ever. My eyes sent poems of praise and she read them all perfect, smiling just enough to let me know. (caption please) *roses* She was with some friend of hers, sitting on one of the familiar stone benches of the campus. Her friend was wearing glasses. I don't remember anything else about her friend because all my attention was on the girl who had knocked me out so many times in the past couple weeks that I was craving her sight more than anything. Everything else was black and white except her. The girl with glasses, the swarm of students, the buildings of the campus, the warm september sunlight, my friend tal
