The world stilled to nothing but a hum of what it was, just so our eyes could find their way to each other. That’s how I remember it, and I remember everything. But this memory resides at the very front of my mind in artful detail. He had stopped moving. Everything had stopped moving. It was just us within a sea of people. Like a sheet of magic had been thrown over my vision, his brilliant blue eyes shimmered under the rays of light shining in through the ceiling of the mall. My heart jumped and seemed to run just a little faster. He had been on a phone call, dressed in a clean white collared shirt and gray work pants. However, his hand now stay paused at the side of his face as though a spell had been cast on him. We hadn’t known a thing about one another yet, but it was like meeting a lost friend. Fate drew us together, no doubt. We were meant to be, and we could both feel it in every inch of our being, like our sole reason for walking the earth was to one day have our paths intertwine and become one so we could journey together like lost romantics. And that was all fine by us as long as we would never have to wake up.