God, she was beautiful. She made her way over to me, her chocolate curls falling perfectly on her shoulders. Her makeup was lightly applied, having the natural blush from the cold flood to her cheeks. For a few moments I stood there, almost in shock, unsure what to say as she approached me. It was like I was seeing her in a different light. She was the same, yet it felt like I was seeing her, really seeing her, for the first time. She was nearly in front of me.