March 11th, 2009
Mar 26, 2009 11:10:21 GMT -5
Post by Jude Doyle on Mar 26, 2009 11:10:21 GMT -5
Today, while walking to my third class, I noticed a beautiful girl. She seemed to separate from the crowd; as if she and I moved in slow motion while everyone else rushed through the halls at their regular speeds. Almost like a scene from a movie, the only difference being that I, Jude Doyle, experienced such an astonishing occurrence. Bright, icy blue eyes shined effulgently, dazzling me and immediately catching my unbending attention. That somber hair of hers, flowing around her perfectly structured face, only adding to the brilliant effectiveness of her eyes. I felt seduced in that moment, as if I wanted her. There were no thoughts about what she dressed in; where she was going…the only thing I wanted in that moment…was her…that mysterious woman who so effortlessly captured my heart. And I still feel her presence, hours from the incident, my heart still pounds fleetingly against my chest, fueling me…energizing my…boiling my blood to its very core. These goosebumps rise on my skin, raising the hair on my arms and at the nape of my neck as I remember every detail I caught of the girl; this surge of need mostly foreign to me as I’ve never felt such strength in one thought, for one person before.
I feel almost robbed of myself, as if I am nothing without knowing her. This compulsion to be near someone is foreign to me. I’ve never cared so much in respect to another being before, and it is truly astonishing. There’s something mysterious about her that attracts my attention, and those innocent eyes speak nothing. They appear so sullen and detached from the world around her, as I often feel amongst my imbecilic peers. The most beautiful lady I have ever seen. Though she appeared unhappy, she walked so gracefully. Her stride was slow as if she had all the time in the world, despite the fact that the bells would soon be sounding brazenly in a few minutes time. Who is this mystifying woman who has seized my wounded, implacable heart and baffled me so? Surely someone as beautiful as she should have a place amongst the higher society of bumbling simpletons. The “in crowd” as they like to be called. And yet, my raven-haired Aphrodite remains a mystery to mine ears. Tomorrow, I shall saunter down that very same corridor in hopes of catching another glimpse of that beautiful creature; a stunning vission of pure unadulterated allure…pure perfection. And that will be my heyday…for many days to come.
-Jude Monty Doyle
I feel almost robbed of myself, as if I am nothing without knowing her. This compulsion to be near someone is foreign to me. I’ve never cared so much in respect to another being before, and it is truly astonishing. There’s something mysterious about her that attracts my attention, and those innocent eyes speak nothing. They appear so sullen and detached from the world around her, as I often feel amongst my imbecilic peers. The most beautiful lady I have ever seen. Though she appeared unhappy, she walked so gracefully. Her stride was slow as if she had all the time in the world, despite the fact that the bells would soon be sounding brazenly in a few minutes time. Who is this mystifying woman who has seized my wounded, implacable heart and baffled me so? Surely someone as beautiful as she should have a place amongst the higher society of bumbling simpletons. The “in crowd” as they like to be called. And yet, my raven-haired Aphrodite remains a mystery to mine ears. Tomorrow, I shall saunter down that very same corridor in hopes of catching another glimpse of that beautiful creature; a stunning vission of pure unadulterated allure…pure perfection. And that will be my heyday…for many days to come.
-Jude Monty Doyle