She stood there, looking into my eyes. Our conversation, whatever it had been, faded along with the crisp autumn air. As I returned the notion by looking into her eyes, I saw the emotion of infatuation in her glowing hazel eyes. She started to lean closer to me and the wind blew her short, silky, dark hair. Her eyes shut gently as her slow approach towards me gained speed. I began to lean to, closing my eyes. Our lips touched. It was the single most amazing moment of my high school career. Although a million thoughts rushed through my mind, the only one I could focus on was,”enjoy this moment,”. My knees began to feel weak as I smelled her fresh and feminine floral scent. As our lips separated from each other, nothing was uttered between aside from her bubbly, “wow...,”. I said my goodbyes to her as we both took-off in our own directions. I love her.