It was beautiful. Absolutely stunning. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. I’d been looking at it for weeks now, staring and imagining, fantasising about it. Wondering what it would look like on my body.
It was everything. It was every dream come true, and every wish I’d ever made realised. I wanted to reach out and touch it. To feel the embellishments on my hands. To draw it close to my eyes so I can better examine the patterns, the colours, the shape and everything else.
It was the one. It had to be. I’d never felt this way before, I’d never wanted anything more. This is what love is, the perfect shade of blush. I let my eyes take it all in, memorising every detail, wishing it were mine.
Thank you for reading.
