The look away

Saw her again today, this time on the path under the trees next to the golf course. As soon as I spotted her from a distance (she always seems to be wearing a white long sleeve top), I couldn't help but gush inside. It was that NTM feeling all over again!

I looked away. I looked down. I glanced back up. As she approached, I quickly stole a glance at her. She was looking at me but then looked down as soon as I looked at her. I had told myself to smile, but I was too nervous, had built this up too much inside me. And the eye contact was way too quick.

Oh well, maybe tomorrow. But it made my day again :)