text: When I saw her my heart stopped beating. The very blood in my veins slowed to an icy halt and I felt a lurch in my chest that was all but equal to death, yet as invigorating as that moment you realize you are alive. My mouth was dry and my throat clicked once with a heavy swallow. My own body betrayed me and went rigid. My arms and fingers felt numb. My lips were pin cushions that sent streaks of searing pain through my face as if they were sleeping for years and just now became awakened with life. My brain raced to understand and create a level-headed coolness but only succeeded in blushing my sedated cheeks. I wanted nothing more than to say one tiny, simple word to her but she never acknowledged my existence nor did she even raise her angelic visage in my direction. I rejoiced though, however ironic and fleeting, that she did not glance upon me - for my heart was on its last beat and my breath was captured. And for that very moment of serenity, if she had raised one glorious, perfectly shaped brown eye toward me and it had locked in time with mine own, my heart would have burst and I would have ceased to exist all together. For I know, the very curve of the corner of her supple lips would have arced upwards in a feline smirk and I would have never breathed again, nor would I have wanted to, for I would wish to encapsulate that moment in time forever. For all moments after would pale in comparison and only shatter my heart further at its incompetence.