Saturday, the day that changed something, that changed my days and nights, weeks and months, years and... my whole life.
On Saturday I met him.
I met a guy with the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. One of his eyes was green with splashes of blue in there you could only see when your face is almost touching his. The other eye was the same but with fire orange color and splashes of purple.
Most of the time you can't even see his eyes, because of the sunglasses that rest on his nose, covering his eyes completely.
He had thick, black hair that barely touched his shoulders. On Saturday, he was wearing white Nike shoes, black jeans, white, tight t-shirt under which you could almost see his muscles. On his waist was tied a red flannel shirt. On his head you could see his black headphones, that matched perfectly his hair color, and around his neck was a chain with dog tags hanging from it.
How did I meet him? That is a story for another day, though all I can say right now is that, that nothing will ever be the same as before.