I was about due for a good conversation. Time had past by for too long to go without having the pleasure of talking to someone who was able to carry it for longer than the small talk pleasantries. I have been one who enjoys learning and picking up cues to body language. Although I may enjoy this, I do not believe I am very good at reading them. I understand the simple cues, a body leaning forward on a table means the person is engaged. A body leaning back is one who is disengaged in the conversation. Eye contact means the person is actually listening to what you have to say. As I have stated before, human nature, interaction, and the dynamic have always been an interest of mine whether for personal reasons or simply to satisfy curiosity. When someone is engaged in the conversation, the back-and-forth that goes on is so majestic.
For purposes of anonymity, I will refer to her as Smiles. For obvious reasons, however, if need of explanation, she has one of prettiest smiles I have ever had the pleasure of witnessing. I had never had a full conversation with Smiles prior to this trip. We had talked in passing, and besides a party we both attended; we knew each other simply because of the repetitive exposure at school. Unfortunately, Smiles without fault had been grouped into a stereotype of a reputation that preceded her. The perception was not one of favor in a school setting. Needless to say, I was not one to pass judgment upon another without first getting to know them on another level than what rumors describe. Smiles’ ability to socialize and draw people in is uncanny. As an outsider observer, I envy this ability. It takes a certain kind of person to have a personality and character that is capable of doing such a thing. Confidence within is an absolute necessity. In our conversation, I was pleasantly surprised at the self-disclosure Smiles provided. Refreshing as it was to converse with someone about more than insignificant daily happenings, it was eerie how Smiles and I shared similar feelings about specific things. Some of the thoughts shared were identical to that of mind.
Admittedly, the more Smiles spoke, the more I found myself thinking how my attraction to her is growing. As if the smile itself wasn’t drawing enough. Smiles is very pretty from head to toe, but beauty as such is material and at some level an influence. However, intrinsic beauty knows no beholder. Beauty within trumps all cards. Within that hard shell, there exists a soul that emits a light that beholders will undoubtedly move towards and appreciate. Smiles has that, whether or not she believes so. Previously stated, I have never been one who read people very well, but I believe I see it there. Sometimes it only takes one person to believe for the other to flourish and bloom to their full potential.
We are creatures that are capable of evolving. Not only on a large scale but definitely on a smaller scale. The evolution from within typically identified as maturing or growth, as with any evolution, takes time. I spent years understanding this perspective I have incorporated into my life and thought process. I feel as though Smiles fears her own maturity. Caught in the crowd that distracts her from what she knows within she needs to do. Her confidence shaken by the rigors of school but lingers in hopes to be fed and replenished. Smiles is capable, without a doubt. Thoughts of change are present, and application of this is within reach, fruits of the labor waiting to fall from the sky.
Smiles is this hybrid of a person, confident and independent in certain respects but unsure in others. Hybrid is probably a bad choice for the description, I reiterate with balance. There is promise I see and hope finds its way out. I only wish good things upon people.
Regardless, I think an interest has sparked and as a result I have put them into words.
If Smiles were to read this, it would be an inadvertent and unorthodox method to elicit a response, as I am timid in requesting a reaction when it is unknown and potential to differ. Nevertheless, it would not appear awkward, as it only becomes so when people make it that way. I finish by saying that above all, the company is welcomed and enjoyed, if nothing else.
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