thisisdeep

She’s a weird one, it seems that she is rejoicing the act of being in hearty company. But, its in a peculiar way, not lofty eyebrows or gleaming lips. No, She rejoices in company like a spry leaf absorbing the long awaited sun. She merely stood there, with a timeless gesture sprinkled on her presence. I knew then I wanted to know her, I wasn't sure in which way, a innocence in a pursuit that I had never known.
—  It is within these moments that fate nudges me so profoundly.