"He was beautiful"
The first ray of light was hitting his face, magnifying each feature perfectly and delicately. The cold has made his color a little pale, but now the pink on the cheeks only made his sculpted face more handsome. He looked like a dream or someone who had just walked out of a one. The short black hair, contrasting against the pale skin, the big lips, plump and as red as cherry.
Just like an Angel, a Guardian Angel, he stepped in last night, and like a brave fighter never stepped back. I knew he was taller than me, but he would stand feet tall. He had long legs and even if the build was pretty lean, the strong and rugged arms had their strength.
Something like this couldn't exist in reality. It could just be a dream, a beautiful one.
I blinked again and again, makin
