It was raining; the air was damp and cold. I handed her the pizza and she smiled, looking into my eyes. That was the moment I realized how beautiful she was. Her brown eyes sparkled and her lips were velvet red. Her hair curled perfectly and naturally. She was beautiful.
Rule number 12 is the very reason I never told her how beautiful I thought she was. But I knew it, and possibly she noticed me staring at her as she twirled her hair around her finger. She was hard to keep eyes off of. I couldn't let Gibbs see me staring, McGee either, he would have had a field day. And I couldn't let her how her slightest touch made me melt on the inside.
I wanted to hold her, to tell her to say something. But I never did, and that will haunt me forever.
I had her right there, just a few inches away. I could have told her then, as we stood together on the corner of the street, as she told me something personal about her mysterious past. She trusted me from the beginning. I loved her from the beginning.
Now she is gone, and it's my fault. She blames me and I think I blame my self.
So long ago… I had her so close… now she is gone… and all I have is memories, and her beautiful picture.