Blackberries And Sage
It was a beautiful autumn day. The leaves were rustling around me, and the sky was an enchanting shade of blue. I wanted to freeze the moment; I wanted to hold onto it forever.
I walked quickly out of the grocery store. I was in a rush. Even so, I could still feel it. The smell of blackberries and sage. The tingle of warmth. The hairs on my arms stood right up. There she was. Her brown hair wrapped neatly around her ears. Her hazel eyes staring directly in the sun. Glowing. And. Glistneing. Her bangs covering her eyebrows. Her grey teeth slightly crooked.
I wanted to call her name. I wanted to speak. But I just kept running. And when I looked back she turned and I caught a glimpse of shock on her face. Then she turned back just as normal to her person.
Just like the blackberries and sage. She was no longer mine.