3rd year writing

I saw a girl today; she stood there like a stone statue dedicated to some lost, nameless beauty. I walked beside her in an attempt to catch her eye, but she was trapped within a stone prison unable to move or cry out for help. I drifted further from her, slowly being enveloped by a crowd pushing and shoving – all trying to catch her eye. But not even with all the powerful needs and secrete desires could the people in the crowd turn stone into the soft flesh and flowing hair of the beauty it portrayed. I took one last breath before I allowed myself to remove my eyes from hers and then time slowed. The statue came to life and through the crowd our eyes met. Time stopped entirely. Nothing else around us mattered. It was so perfect and pure, but fleeting. She turned away; the crowd regained its ability to function and shifted its attention to the man behind the counter top asking me what I wanted to eat. I ordered quickly and turned back to see the nameless beauty alive and waiting in the next line, awaiting her turn to order. Receiving my food, I walked away, turning once to take a final vision of her elegance with me, but I found that she was out of sight, lost. I ate my food knowing the dream was going to be soon forgotten forever, but I smiled, because I knew there is always tomorrow’s lunch break.