If she is lucky, she will catch a glimpse of his eyes. His beautiful, beautiful eyes. Maybe he will look towards her and smile. With his beautiful, beautiful smile. Perhaps if she moves closer, her hands would brush against his hands. His beautiful, beautiful hands.
And for ten years. Everyday, her heart sinks when his beautiful eyes meet hers. Everyday, her blood warms when his beautiful smile falls upon her. Everyday, her toes tingle when his beautiful hands touch hers. Every single day, she falls in love with her beautiful, beautiful man all over again, and again, and again.