From the Sound of Rain

The first time I saw you, you were wearing a blue and white Polo shirt that looked like the one in your dad's closet, a pair of autumn school pants, and a pair of Nike basketball shoes. You were leaning on the pillar in the hall, chatting and laughing with your friends. The breeze blew your bangs, and those bright eyes turned into a crescent shape with your smile. This glance will last forever.