Jennifer character

I feel like my body is left untouched. Like a thousand swords scathed and hurt my breaking soul.

I'm but one with my body not with myself either. I live as three asking my very thoughts to circumnavigate the visuals in my head. This man before me leaves scars on my musings. We are but here by chance. It is in voices of these alcohol drenched walls I find my solace.

I look over at the sun bathed trees for a glance. It is in these flittering moments I lend my eyes a pleasant sight. Little does he know about being watched? He walks briskly slicing through the air with his feet. He looks on to me with upbeat sense of hope. I watch out for the crossing.

He sits on a chair reading his book. Intently turning the pages and seeking out lines like plucking fruit. He is suddenly pulled into a trance: a vision of two trees stops his step and he turns around.

I run with the wind with a steady step not really trying to keep up with this man. Who is this man bringing pleasure to my fluttering heart but I don’t want to seek?

He looks at his watch and feels the dial for a bit. There is a sudden uncertainty in the movement of his head. People begin to pass him by slowly and steadily. He raises his feet to straighten out his body hoping for a slight gaze. He then looks straight at me. He stares knowingly nodding his head ever so slightly. I stray away from his gazing letting his eyes encroach my body. I slowly walk into my van feeling his gaze upon me. I let out a smile without even looking at him.