You walked through the art gallery.

Enjoying each and every single piece of artwork.

You kept walking until you found a piece that caught your eye.

It was beautiful, it described exactly how you felt.

Just looking at it, made you feel like you knew how the artist felt.

You stood there admiring every detail, trying to capture the beauty.

You were too busy daydreaming, to notice the man standing on your left.

"Isn't she beautiful?" He mumbled under his breath

He kept his keeping his eyes on the painting.

"It's the most unique piece, I've ever seen" you said, turning to face the stranger.

He was tall, you had to look up to see his face.

His hair was dark, and so were his eyes.

He looked young, but the way he dressed made him look more mature.

He was wearing a completely black suit.

"I wasn't talking about the painting darling" he said with a deep husky voice,

facing you with admiration in his eyes.