[prompt from http://daily-writing.blogspot.com/%5D
I remember only a handful of things about her appearance. She was beautiful, I do remember that, with ebony hair that glistened in the sunlight that streamed from the grubby cafeteria window. The smile she gave me was a promise of something special yet to come, a sign that we had a future together.
This future never had a chance to happen for when she passed me, her perfume burned my nostrils and stole my consciousness from me.