Peach Eyes

Theres this one girl.

I met her at work.

She seemed like a simple woman. She would always do her best at everything, yet, still manages to be so.. Simple. If you know what I mean.

I wanted to be her friend, so I approached her asking if she wants to hang out after work.

"Sure. I'll wait for you near the parking lot."

She did it again. She sounded excited but she managed to respond in a very simple way. Oh how I loved that about her.

Time moved so very slowly that day. I was really excited to go out with her even if its just a friendly after work hangout.

As soon as the clock hits 7pm, I rushed out to the parking lot and saw her waiting like she said she would.

It was raining though so everything looked gloomy. It was probably because of my poor eyesight, but she was glowing. Like an angel. She shines the area shes at.

We drove to the nearby restaurant near the office and ordered our food.

It was nothing special. We just ordered something that would fill us up.

We talked to each other while we were waiting for our food.

Thats when I get to know her. About how she have two little brothers, how much she loves her mom, how she have always wanted to go to europe, how much she loves to eat chocolate, she told me everything.

Turns out she only act like how she does at work because she doesn't want to be a bother to others.

Her? A bother? I couldn't think of a world where this woman would be a bother to anyone.

She kept talking to me while I listen. It was soothing. Her voice almost made me fell asleep just from listening to it. I accidentally locked eyes with her while she was talking. That was when I saw it.

Peach eyes. Her peach eyes. It was perfect for her. No other color would look better with her.

"u good?"

Fuck. I sank into her eyes without even knowing.

I told her I was fine and to continue telling me her stories.

Her smile couldn't be bigger. Her smile made me smile.

The world was ours that night. The moon shines upon us as we talked the night away. I can't think of any words to describe that night.

Just know it was the best thing to ever happen to me.

Even after our food arrived, she didn't stopped talking. How happy I was when she kept talking to me.

I could get lost with the way her voice bounces into my ears. Especially with that peach eyes of hers. I couldn't stop admiring them as I listen to her.

We finally got back to our cars after hours of talking. The rain had already stopped by the time we walked out.

The night sky had never been so bright. The moon shined upon us. It was majestic.

"The moon is beautiful isn't it?"

She said. Her voice made me felt like I was a baby in my mom's arms again. I felt safe.

She gave me her numbers and drove off. I couldn't contain myself. The moment her car was out of sight, I jumped.

"YES!! SHE GAVE ME HER NUMBERS!!! DID YOU SEE THAT WORLD?? MAYBE I WONT END UP ALONE LIKE YOU WANTED AFTER ALL!!!"

If you were to ask anyone that saw me that night if I was crazy, they would probably say I am. And I would say the same. I am crazy.

Crazy in love.

Im not even sure how fast was I going that night. I was way too excited to add her numbers to my contact.

But Im the type of person who loves to do stuff after I get home. You know, so I could do the stuff peacefully with nothing to worry about.

It wasn't exactly a "loud" night if you know what I mean. I wanted to start a conversation with her but I was pretty nervous.

I genuinely thought she was going to text first. But she didn't.

"man.." I sighed. Maybe that was nothing more than a friendly after work hangout.

I slammed my body on my bed.

"Maybe I should just go sleep. Not like I have anything else to do."

I think it was 6 in the morning when she called me. I was barely awake when I picked up her call. My eyes weren't even fully opened.

"Hey!! Sorry cuz I didn't texted you yesterday! I forgot text you for some weird reason. My brain sure does things on its own.. Anyways, make sure u get ur ass ready for work!"

Shit, she did told me that she forgets stuff a lot. God damnit I really need to stop overthinking about stuff.

I usually get ready for work at like 7 in the morning but I guess something inside of me told me to go get ready the instant she told me to.

So I did. My boss was actually surprised to see me this early too. I always come at least 5 minutes late.

He thought I had a change of heart about coming to work. If only he could hear what my heart says. Even to this day.

I finally saw her again. I was so happy. I wanted to scream "YAYY!! HANA!!" so bad as if I was a kid.

It is kind of embarrassing everytime I think about it. But it was what my heart told me to do.

It just seemed like a reasonable thing to do. Man was I happy when I met her again that day.

She was being her simple self as usual when I saw her but the second she saw me, her face lighten up oh ever so bright.

Her peach eyes was brighter than last night. She seemed so happy to see me. Never thought I would see a girl be excited to see me honestly.

We talked to each others for the whole day. I could tell everyone was wondering why she was acting more energetic around me.

For once in my life I felt special. She only acted this way around me, and Im happy that she does.

I wasn't that popular around the office. I was one of those background characters that would just be there so the movie looks alive.

But she made me felt special. I was the main character when Im around her.

Oh how fun it is to talk with her all day. She's the first girl to ever talk to me for that long.

When I finally got home that night, I felt like I needed to tell my parents about her.

My mom was so happy to know that I finally found someone. My dad on the other hand though, just being himself literally said,

"Oh I thought you were gay.."

Okay dad.. Anyways, they both doesn't seem like they had any problems of me going out with her.

They even suggested me to bring her with me to our hometown for the holiday.

My parents sure is impatient. The next holiday was like 6 months away..

But I technically had their blessings. Not that I was planning to ask her out yet though.

I don't think asking someone out after literally 2 days of getting to know one another is a great idea.

I wanted to make sure I was doing the right choice. I don't want to end up dating or even living with someone I cant handle.

I was planning to go to sleep right after I was done talking to my parents. But she called me.

"Heya! Whatchu doin?? Im boreddd. Wanna go for a drink or sum? Its the weekend anyways so who cares! Cmonn!!"

"Fuck-" I thought to myself

I didn't know how to respond. A girl is asking me to go drink with her? Man that was a first for me.

"Sure ima pick u up in uh say 20 mins cuz I need to yk get ready and shit"

"YAYYYY BET!!"

Her energy was just perfect for me. I was so excited.

I couldn't stop thinking of her eyes as I was getting ready. The way her eyes glows. I cant stop thinking about it, neither can I stop talking about it.

When I arrived at her house, there was little to no lights around. It was dark.

My car's door got opened and I thought someone was about to rob me. But it was just her.

"At least knock on the window next time.."

She laughed at me. She said I looked like a scared kitten.

We got to the bar and had a few drinks. It was getting pretty late and we were obviously drunk.

I dont even know how we managed to get back home considering how drunk we were.

It was around 12am by the time we got to her house. Right after she got out, she knocked on the window.

"Hey uh maybe u should crash here. I know damn well ur ass is still drunk and I dont wanna lose u just yet."

Asking me out for a drink was one thing, and now sleeping over at her place? Jesus Christ..

We both sat down near her living room. I couldn't really remember what happened that night.

But she could. The very next day I woke up in a very unfamiliar surroundings. I thought I was going crazy or I was still in a dream.

But then I felt someone breathing next to me.

"who the fuck-" I murmured.

That particular someone started moving a bit after I said that.

Wait, I recognize those eyes.. And that hair.. Oh.

I was in her bedroom.

I kind of panicked since I dont know about you but being in a girl's bedroom makes me nervous.

She saw me looking confused and nervous and told me to calm down. She said she didn't want me to sleep on the couch so she just dragged me to sleep next to her.

She said I was blabbing about some girl with peach eyes. Said how emotional I got when I was talking about that one girl.

Son of a bitch.. But she didn't seemed like she knew who I was talking about.

Huh.. Maybe she doesn't. I tried to avoid every questions about that "girl". She eventually gave up trying to ask me about her.

Thank god..

After hanging out at her place until it was like 4pm, I decided to go back home.

God the distance it took to walk from her doorstep to my car was so far away.

Little did I know those steps I took wont be my last.

I went home that day full of joy. I couldn't even stop smiling.

My god I love her. But do I really though? I mean it haven't even been a week.

Does she even feel the same about me? Oh who knows.

We didn't stopped hanging out together after that. We kept on either going for a walk in the park or having a drink together.

A few days of hanging out together slowly turns into a few weeks, few weeks to a few months, few months to a few years.

Each time we were together, my love for her grows. My once small heart is now filled with nothing but her.

Her eyes gets brighter everytime too. It was like.. She gets happier everytime shes with me.

This woman is the first one to ever made me felt genuinely loved.

Not sure if I was the first one to make her felt loved but at least she seems happy around me compared to when shes with another guy.

That was all I needed to know. I wasn't worried about anything.

5 years with her was just flawless. Nothing bad happened to me at all.

One day at the office, my boss called me into his office. I was so nervous.

Turns out hes just sending me to a work trip in Europe. Motherfucker..

He said since it was so far away, I needed someone to go with me. You know, just to keep me company.

The smile I had on my face when I walked out of the room was something else.

Wouldn't be surprised if someone got scared if they saw my smile that day.

Nothing was on my mind but inviting her to go with me.

Maybe it's time.

She did mentioned that she have always wanted to go there.

We sat down together at lunch and she asked me why I look so happy.

"Guess what?"

"Wha?" She took a bite of her food as she said that.

"WE ARE GOING TO EUROPE TOGETHER!!"

Her face was priceless. A bit of her food even got out of her mouth.

"uhm u got smth on ur mouth.."

"O-oh r-right!"

She looked so happy. That have been everything I ever wanted to see on her face.

We planned out everything we wanted to do there. She wanted to go visit so many places. She also wanted to try the cuisines there.

I just wanted to be with her.

One day before the flight, she told me to pack my stuff up and just sleep at her house so we can go together.

Oh boy.. I wasn't sure if I wanted to be nervous or happy. Sleeping beside her in her room is just nerve wrecking.

But I guess we would be doing that for the whole time we're there anyways.

I just thought of it as a training or something.

It was pretty awkward to be sleeping there but she was just being herself makes it felt normal.

Both of our alarms went off exactly at 6am. We both got our stuff ready for the flight.

We even got seated next to each other. I couldn't even control myself. She even saw me smiling like a kid. I think she even let out a little laugh.

The flight was understandably long though, we talked to each others for hours until she said she was tired. She said she was going to take a nap and I said its fine.

Few minutes after she fell asleep, her head slowly tilted over to my shoulder.

I was pretty sleepy myself so I just let her head rest on my shoulder.

I eventually fell asleep together with her for the whole flight. Everything felt so right.

She was so excited when we finally arrived there. She couldn't stop telling me how much she wanted to see the snows.

We're staying for at least 2 months there anyways, and it should be snowing in under a month.

She just couldn't contain herself, but who am I to blame her?

Everyday after we're done with our work, we would go out to explore the country. She loved every second of it.

It was magical. We did so many things together. She holds my arm ever so tightly the whole time, not letting me go.

I could feel her warmth for the whole time. Even to this day.

She would have her eyes on everything. How lucky it must've been to have her eyes locked on you.

I was jealous of the whole country. Jealous of everything she looked at. Jealous of everything she sets her eyes on.

But her hand grasping mine the whole time assured me again and again, no matter how many times she sets her eyes on something, it would not match the way she sets her eyes on me.

I woke up one day to her screaming my name.