I were walking.
Going to my cousin's birthday party.
I ain't at all party person but, okay it ain't about always.
All I could think about was that incident.
That night, that butterfly, that road and those green eyes.
I snapped out of my thoughts when I heard a familiar voice saying....
"I've got the strangest feeling,this isn't our first time around"
I ain't at all into bumping around but, unfortunately I did.
Our shoulders collided and my gift fell off.
That man bent down.
He picked up my stuff when I noticed those green eyes.
"Heather? "
I nodded.
The same boy.
The green eyes, the not so perfect smile, the blond hairs and that gentel voice.
"You here? "
What a question? It is a street though not a private ground?
I looked weirdly, that is all I could do
"Oh wrong question. I mean do you have a habbit to collide around?"
