Ingredients: Insomnia, half-cooked idea.
Result: Yet another 55, although had to struggle a lot to get this down to 55. Maybe it would have been better off as a Short Story 🙂
She was riding pillion with her boyfriend, it didn’t matter. Her beautiful face, and the simple act of brushing hair off her face – I was captivated, and went miles out of way trying to inhale her beauty.
I started believing – in love at first sight!
Turning, I resumed my original drive to meet my girlfriend.