im not afraid of Heights!

In your skin tight crop top, and floral flared skirt, you took Umaa by the hands and skipped happily towards the ice cream stall, cutting in front of the crowd. Occasionally, you would look back at me with a glint of adornment in your eyes.  The crowd was loud, but at that moment, in my head, it was silent. Everyone was moving around, but we were frozen, I was lost in your eyes. It was then that I felt blissful, to see you so ecstatic, it gave me genuine happiness.