By Grace Black
They say Geometry is sacred. He’s acute angles and tangent lines with globe blue eyes. When he concentrates his muscles tense up, and his jawline radiates a sense of power. Watching him, I’m lost at sea in waves of admiration.
Our words touched today, and I imagined it was skin. Holding the weight of his whispered word on the tip of my tongue, I explored the texture.
He said, “Hi.” Then he crossed the quad and kissed the blonde, the one that shares my room.
He never heard my, “Hey.”
Solving for X with no why—love is not simple math.
Emotional and beautifully written. Nice work, Grace.
Thanks for reading, Chris. Your feedback is always welcomed.
“Solving for X with no why—love is not simple math.”
That’s one of the best lines I have read in a long time.
Thank you, kindly, for taking the time to read.
Grace, this is beautiful.
Thank you for reading!