Angels Case

The moment I saw Robert, I thought I was in heaven and the angels guided me to him. As I was introduced to him, I knew he was the one. I felt my heart melt and flooder as we exchanged each others numbers. As times passed, we have gotten to know each other. He was handsome, friendly, a great father, and his personality filled the room happiness and laughter. Every time we were together, he highlighted my day and beauty. He put an innocent smile on my face every time. I chose to marry him because I loved him dearly as the years flew by. I also knew that he was the best thing that has ever happen to me. Every time we commute or kiss each other good bye, my stomach always filled with butterflies. The moment I met my husband, I knew the memories would be unforgettable and it would last a lifetime.

It was a hot sunny afternoon during the late season of fall. The wind was breezy that day, the force blowing against my hair causing it to rise and fall as the wind came and went without a warning. I could feel the sun beating down my back and causing my body to fight against the heat to my forehead. I was strolling down a narrow alley, where on the sides of the alley were boxed apartments filled with pines and rosary dirt. In this alley, lived people who came from different parts of the world. I was with one of my closed friend name, Cindy. She introduced me to this handsome guy name Robert, who looked caramel with short dark chocolate curly hair and his eyes were like the ocean far out where the sunset lies. His cheeks are chiseled like a finely-carved Michelangelo statue. His nose is perfectly symmetrical. His lips are slightly full: the kind that end in a cute little smirk at the corners. The rays of sun highlight the dimples in his cheeks and chin. He was in a white tee shirt with a blue painted picture in the front of it and his shorts were the color of lemon. He had that male scent of sweat that is both repulsive and irresistible. After seeing this guy, my mouth was watery, sweating, and butterflies in my stomach. I had on a light sky blue skirt with a rosary wine shirt and cloud shoes that let each and every toe feel the cool breeze. After being introduced to Robert, it felt like everything was just perfect.

Within that beautiful nightfall, we saunter through a natural avenue of trees, it was shady, dark and cool almost cold. As we came to the end of the trees it opens up into a lake. The air is warmer; the sounds of insects are almost too noisy. The lake seems like a black void, the mist steaming off its surface. A 'plopping' sound as a fish breaks the surface and ripples widening out. We were at the edge of the lake now, the pebbles under foot, crunch, a moorhen is disturbed and runs off along the banking, distracting us from it's nest. A kestrel attracted by the disturbance, hovers above the next field. The smell of the water was cool breeze fresh water. We lay down on the edge of the water and peer into its depths;