he had eyes the color of chocolate, and swirls of caramel that only shown when the sun was too bright.

the irony of this was quite strange and quite...ironic.

i met him in a cafe, but not just any cafe.

i came to this cafe every wednesday and every friday of each week.

i had always been a daily routine type of girl and i always carried around my journal full of 'to-dos'.

the second thing i noticed besides his eyes, was his smile.

his teeth was a pearly white, and his lips a light shade of pink.

he had the smile that could clear a rainy day and perhaps even force a tsunami to stop in it's track and turn the other way.

he radiated with a aura of euphoria and that moment on, i yearned for it so badly.

those nights that week filled me with a energy that i felt was unable to be torn down.

i had few hours of sleep, and i couldn't help but dance to my vinyls around my cozy little apartment.

i sat on my small balcony, gazing at the moon and the stars with so much content and satisfaction.

i took out my artbook, and began to sketch his features.

his almond-shaped eyes, the way his nose curved, and his sharp-edged jawline.

he had caused a flame to spark within me and i would go through all lengths to prevent it from dying.

it was one hello, one smile, one laugh, and one goodbye

and i was hooked to his aura, his atmosphere like a drug.

i didn't even question it at the time.

i still yet don't know the answer to why i hadn't.

maybe he poisoned my hot cocoa that day, or maybe he somehow hypnotised me.

i would never know.

but i wish one thing for sure:

i wished he came with a warning sign.

i wished i didn't fall for his chocolate brown eyes or his soft pink shaded lips.

because sometimes the one's we are drawn to, are the most dangerous

and sometimes we fall into their traps

and then you are cornered and have no way out.

this is why you don't talk to strangers in cafes: especially one's with chocolate brown eyes and a perfect smile.