I’m wondering what she’s thinking as she sits there looking off into the distance. The sun is going down and the sunset over London is beautiful. She rolls her eyes to the side and tilts her head back slightly so that she’s looking directly at me. Our eyes lock. Her deep, doe-eyed gaze is completely captivating as it searches my face for answers. My stare lingers as I admire her unrivalled beauty, seizing the opportunity while I can.

“What?” she remarks as she grins,  pretending my attention had gone unnoticed.

She turns back to the sunset, her long brown wavy locks rolling over her shoulders. The diminishing sunlight does nothing to alter her allure, the orange-tinted clouds ahead casting the last rays onto her lustrous face. There was nothing about her that I did not yearn for, nothing to restrain my full and utmost devotion to her. There is no limit for words upon which I could use to describe her: gorgeous, sweet, intelligent, funny, beautiful, caring, kind, all of which she is without a doubt. I am utterly infatuated with her. I love her.

I shift on the bench so that I’m sitting sideways, facing her. She turns yet again to face me with a cheeky grin, raised cheeks, and a curious look in her eye.

“Seriously, whaaat?” she smirks as she too turns her body so that we’re now opposite each other.

“You know... I just can’t get my head around you,” I reply in all seriousness.

She greets me with a look of wonder as I move my hand to tuck her hair behind her left ear.

“You shouldn’t let your hair cover your face,” I  say with a hint of affection, hoping not to sound condescending.

She feigns a sweet smile as she looks off to the side, obviously slightly embarrassed. I shift my weight a little forward so that I can lift her head with two fingers. She looks back up at me. I use the back of my fingers to caress her cheek, along her jaw as gently as I can. All the while, we're locked together by our eyes. With my other hand, I take hold of hers and fondle each one of her fingers. At the point that our hands interlock, she momentarily looks down at them before returning to our intimate gaze above.

“I um...I…” she stutters, clearly in shock but not disapproving of the moment.

I lean in closer, until our faces are inches apart, feeling each other's breath on our lips. Only delaying the inevitable. I move in further, noticing her eyes close as our lips touch. They’re soft and smooth and amazing and I daren’t pull back. The dying sunset is reborn as the vivid yellows, oranges and reds grow brighter around us by the second. My hand trembles in the moment as it adorns the back of her neck, pulling her in and bringing us closer together.

I can feel her heartbeat rising, just as i’m sure she can mine. My heart races with an unknown energy, a surge of power that overwhelms my entire body. In that moment nothing else matters, no one else exists around us; it's just us together and there’s nothing that I could care about more.

I ease back, afraid that I’ve come on too fast. Afraid it would be the last kiss between us. Afraid that I've ruined anything between us.

Our lips meet again as she leans in to kiss me back.