Perhaps that's when I started to notice him.
It's like an open book, with him between the lines.
He paused because of one of his actions.
I was amazed by one of his words.
The look he inadvertently looked back at you made your heart drop a stone. Thump.
He is a sudden intruder in the monotonous life, and why are you willing to let him live in your field of vision.
There is mist rising in a small corner of my heart.
Water ripples slowly rippled on the lake surface.
Maybe not a ripple.
But - throbbing.