The Language of Heaven

As soon as he saw her he began to run. He had to. You see a face like that perhaps twice in your life. If you don’t chase it, you’re doomed. Doomed to looking at yourself in a mirror late at night wondering what would that woman have been like? What might have happened if I’d been bold enough to introduce myself? Maybe she would have smiled and come for coffee. Maybe she was as amazing as she looked. Maybe she was cool. Maybe she was hot! Maybe everything in my life would have changed the mom...