A woman . . . she had not known of LOVE before.

Nor is she a romanticism.

So she did not realized of a start of a marathon,

when suddenly she was in the middle of it.

Her heart went rock and about so abruptly,

causing her nerves run wildly,

and stop at the mention of a man-figure.

Unbeknownst . . . her hand lunging forward thought her effort failed her,

When he only exist for a millisecond,

Leaving with her most dumbest look.