You see her for the first time in a while.
Her eyes no longer brightened when they met with yours.
This is when you lost her.
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A natural blush would splash across her face when she liked what she saw.
There would be a moment in time where her gaze met yours.
A small, playful smile will creep across her face when she realized you were still there.
Nielsen Ramon
This is when you found her.
The next time you saw her, she hadnt thought of you yet.
After that, she thought of you the rest of the night and into the next morning.
When you talked, the conversation flowed.
The topics jumped frequently, both you and her completely engaged.
She will then challenge a topic you tell her about.
The effort she pours into protecting and enforcing her point of view will cut you like a knife.
Your response makes her question her sense of self, because the words you string together will be unexpected.
Back and forth you go as if on a tennis court, sharing and growing.
Time eludes you when youre talking to each other.
This is when you captivated her.
More and more with time, the sight of her hair will mimic the sun with its sheen.
Youll pine for the hollows of her hip between your fingertips, her warm breath brushing your neck.
The sound of her voice dancing in your ears.
The night you lay together for the first time, you will be a little nervous.
But, you wont let it show.
She melts into you as you stroke her hair back, firmly grasping her scalp.
Her hands make your body her playing grounds, trailing across every peak and valley with intent.
Your body effortlessly led hers, and she willingly followed.
This is when you hooked her.
Nearing the years mark, you cant keep your hands off each other.
Your bodies accustomed to the make of one another.
Time spent away would grow to be foreign.
This desire would quickly turn from craving to lust.
Soon, all you will remember is the way you feel between her legs.
With time, you will forget small things.
You begin answering her texts less frequently.
Days go by that you havent spoken to one another.
She asks where you are, you tell her works tight.
She asks what youre doing, you tell her out with friends.
She invites you over, you say youre tired.
Your focus blurs, and her vision becomes more clear.
This is when you hurt her.In the final days, the distance becomes apparent, and efforts continuously unmatched.
She doesnt know quite whats happened, and shes grown concerned.
She keeps trying to find you, but to no avail.
Now when she sees you, she doesnt think you see her back.
She finally gives in, and begins to put her walls back up again.
She stops craving you at 2 pm, and stops missing you at 2 am.
By the time youve come to your senses, looking to explain, shes cleared her belongings.
