Your teeth were not straight, and there were some gaps between them.
Your eyes were muddied blue, not piercing, and not really deep. They were average.
Your clothes weren't overly impressive, and they didn't really stand out.
All in all, you were just another person who walked into my store.
And yet, you were infinitely greater than the sum of your parts.
Something about the cumulative effect of your eyes, jaw, teeth, face, clothes.. Everything, really, was stunning.
I caught you staring at me. I don't want to read into it.
When I talked to you, you were constantly smiling. I don't want to read into that either.
You asked me about who I was. I don't want to read into it.
I didn't want to. I couldn't help reading into it, anyway.
But, you were buying something for her.
Her.
It's always for her.
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