
I can’t take my eyes off you
I’ve been in love with a pretty girl, but that’s just my own affairs. because this barely is platonic love, one love that you are unable to realize. However, I’m still optimistic that it’s not a tragedy, I guess. As for some people, love means a kind of relationship between two persons. While, I think, love sometimes also mean a person’s affections to somebody only.
Yeah! The latter is my situation. This year, on August, I found a job as an English teacher in foreign language training center after I just graduated from my university. These is a printing and advertisement company has a partnership with my training center, because we need to print a lot of papers, and they give us a special discount of 20 percent. At times, they are too busy too sent a guy for our stuff. Therefore, we have to let our men to deal with it.
One time, other workers couldn’t set aside time to do it, and some of ones distained to do that thing. That was ok, I got it. Think about it, one, I like to do what I can if I have time; tow, I want to make a show that I’m a person who love to get into the swing of my work, I do, before, now and future. It was a nice clear day, white pieces of clouds, lowly flowing, light blue sky with a little wind. I walked out of my center and got down stairs to the lobby with materials. It was for my first time and took my more time to get there. I looked up to their company in the flower street, entered.
A girl was sitting before a computer, with a long beautiful dark hair in a black T-shirt and sap green casual pants. She turned her head on might hear my footsteps. Other workers were busy with their own work. “Hello, what can I do for me?” said she. I replied that I came from that foreign language training center and I wanted to print something. To my surprise, she gave me a nice smile beyond my thoughts. She warmly chatted with me about not only the job but also our lives. She said that it was rare to meet our center’s male workers. I, the second male person she met. Actually there were only three men in our training center, others all were women. Since it took a bit long time. She asked me to sit in her chair before computer. My heart beat violently. I added her qq-number under her permission. My mind was messing. I guessed, as if I looked like a rogue who was seducing a beauty that was so pretty that I was not in her league.
I was off to my company after half an hour with passion. I’ve dealt with many office workers whose manner was cold and smile was insincere. It’s seldom for me to meet such a person with a warm pretty smile. She has a fair lovely oval face ,a pair of clear eyes and attractive smile, besides she is quite innocent, with a pure warm heart. You hardly find a person who has these above all. I watch her in pictures, in fancy, fascinated.
Oh baby, you are about 19, you are just too good to be true. We often talk with each other about everything, we have lots of things in common and get along well. Since the first time I met you, I often dream of being with you, your side, holding your tender hand, walking in the streets. I close my eyes, picture that we sat down in a bar, drinking coffee, staring at each other’s eyes in silence with light soft music. Do you know how many times I go into your website, read your heart, your life and your everything, without any trace and comment; How many times I take another street to avoid your workplace; How fast my blood runs in my vessels; How quick my heart beats when I am gradually close to you. You don’t know. I’m upset, lonely, but sometimes I feel so lucky to meet you. I don’t know why, I cannot help to missing you. I fail to control my heart.
No words shows what I want to express. You will leave here for another place after this year. And I’m going to go abroad. You are look like a nice little boat, in the vast blue ocean, it’s getting away from me, disappears little by little, on the sea horizon. A bad time for me. If I may ask, we walk a mile together, then separate. Good-bay dear, you are an angel. I’m so happy to meet you even without your company.