That look.
That moment.
One look back and it was imprinted.
Sun light skipping through the open window to illuminate those soft, smooth, amazing features.
...
Those malicious smiles that love gives hate
The smile of an uneasy peace, the peace that one gets after settling for second best
Love loves to be seen and hates to be left
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That Look
That look.
That moment.
One look back and it was imprinted.
Sun light skipping through the open window to illuminate those soft, smooth, amazing features.
Sea deep eyes staring towards me, a smile, shot at me, it kills me every time.
The hair down on my shoulder.
The water running down the curves.
Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful.
Moments like these can’t be lived forever, they live in a time, a moment.
Frozen there in space to be called upon only by memory.
Only to be appreciated after it’s over