The Look

My jacket in hand, a worried look on my face and my heart in my mouth, I rushed in to crossword, she said she was here.

Seconds feel like hours when your eyes are searching for someone, for someone dear.

Fiction aisle, our eyes met, in no words, volumes were said. My heart was beating faster, approaching meltdown.

We walked closer, our eyes focused on each other, this was the moment I knew. This was the moment. She means so much more to me…

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