There she was. I saw her through the glass that separated her from my world. That dazzling flash. Through the glass I saw, and it got me all warm and left me wanting. I walked towards her, to get a closer look. Was she who I thought she was? Would she be all I hoped she would be?
She was beautiful, in every sense of the word. With eyes you longed to stare into and get lost. And lost was certainly where I ended up. It was a quick encounter, a few words exchanged, and we were back to being ourselves again - yet never able to really be the old selves we were, because a that moment, it all changed. But we didn't know that yet.
There were many beautiful examples that I came across after that day, more beautiful even; with aspects even greater in every respect, but none ever got to me like she did. She highlighted facts that which I had defined, only to myself. Yes, there are many more out there, some even works of art; that also dazzled me, but only that much. That aura of charm, of comfort, somehow, seems to be missing. I find it not in anyone else. And I expect not to do so, though I fear I may be wrong. Only she, has managed to capture my heart, and my mind, and my soul. There can be no other. There will be no other. Through all bright lights, and inviting glances; through all the novelty I have never before seen, the memory of that flash remains. It has me won. It has me. That dazzling flash. In the end, what is defined, is.
