You walked into the flower shop while rummaging in your bag,

"I'm here to pick up my flowers please."

"Would you like a card along with it as well?", an unfamiliar voice asked her which made you look up and meet a pair of the most beautiful eyes you've ever seen. Your eyes roamed over his features, from his soft dark brown hair to the dimple in his cheek when he smiled.

You had to tilt your head up to look at him and she could feel your cheeks flush with an emotion you can't seem to put a name to.

"Excuse me miss?", he called out to you while waving his hand in front of your face with a soft smile.

You snapped out of your daze before shaking your head softly, "No need. It's just for me."

He tilted his head to the side with eyes glinting with amusement and at that moment you begged your heart to calm down, "I'll get it ready, miss."

Minutes passes, which to you felt eternity, he got the flowers ready and handed it over to you, your hand brushing his.

With cheeks flaming you said quickly, "Thank you so much. Have a great day."

As you walked quickly to the door, he called out to you and you turned around thinking you forgot something.

He smiled softly, "I hope you meet someone who gets you flowers that are as beautiful as you everyday."

You smiled back and left as you said to yourself. I hope it's you.