In the 1st second I saw his eyes of a sweet brown, looking at me shyly.

I felt incredibly
calm, drowning in them.
In the fifth second, my heart skipped a beat when he smiled meekly, a warm light oozing
off of his eyes, warmer than the morning light trickling onto everything that was
surrounding us.
In the fifteenth second, my eyes fell on his plump lips, slightly parted innocently. I
muttered some words I can't remember now.
Somewhere between the twentieth and the twenty-fifth second I fell in love and felt
utterly lost and confused. How did this happen and what could I do? Well, I couldn't do
anything.
In the fortieth second, I heard his laughter and I think that's how music in heaven sounds
like. I felt like the unexplained happiness that was born together with the accords of his
voice would burst in me any moment.
In the fiftieth second, a cloud passed above our heads and it became dark and cold. He
looked at the sky and the light in his eyes dissipated as well. Then the joy was replaced
with a pang in my heart, thinking that he should never be upset. But could I do something
about it?
In the fifty-fifth second, a chilly rain started pouring, making him shiver.
In the fifty-eighth second, I embraced him.
In the fifty-ninth second, my lips felt his soft and sweet against them.
In the sixtieth second, he smiled again and that was the affirmative answer to my
question.

n prima secund, i-am vzut ochii de un cafeniu dulce, privindu-m sfios. M-am simit
incredibil de calm, necndu-m n ei.
n a cincea secund, inima a nceput s-mi bat rapid cnd mi-a zmbit blnd, o lumin
cald reflectndu-i-se n ochi, mai cald dect lumina dimineii care se prelingea pe tot ce
ne nconjura.
n a cincisprezecea secund, ochii mi-au czut pe buzele ei pline, uor desprite inocent.
Am murmurat nite cuvinte, pe care acum nu mi le mai amintesc.
Undeva ntre a douzecea i a douzeci i cincea secund m-am ndrgostit i m-am
simit pe de-a-ntregul pierdut i confuz. Cum s-a ntmplat asta i ce puteam face? Nu
puteam face nimic.
n a patruzecea secund, i-am auzit rsetul i cred c aa sun muzica n rai. Am simit
cum iexplicabila fericire care s-a nscut cu acordurile vocii sale va exploda n mine n
orice moment.
n a cincizecea secund, un nor a trecut pe deasupra capetelor noastre i totul a devenit
ntunecat i rece. S-a uitat ctre cer i lumina din ochii si a disprut i ea. Apoi veselia a
fost nlocuit de o mic durere n inim, gndindu-m c nu ar trebui s fie niciodat
trist. Dar puteam face ceva n legtur cu asta?
n a cincisezi i cincea secund, o ploaie rcoroas a nceput, fcnd-o s tremure.
n a cincizeci i opta secund, buzele mele le-au simit pe ale ei moi i dulci lipite de ale
mele.

n a aizecea secund, a zmbit din nou i acela a fost rspunsul afirmativ la ntrebarea
mea.