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The photograph
The face felt familiar, even though I had never seen this person before. As soon as I picked up the photograph, my skin burned with curiosity. The picture had a blonde haired who looked so soft that I couldn’t help but trace my fingers through them trying to feel how they would really feel under my fingers. They had deep blue eyes holding their heavy heart but intoxicating nonetheless. They didn’t seem to be having a great time in the picture. The background was filled with laughter and joy but their eyes were telling a different story. The picture seemed candid but not unwelcome. I couldn’t help but wonder how their beautiful plush lips would look when curved into a smile. Where will the mole just above lips would go. How it would feel to be the reason of that beautiful smile. Just thinking about that resulted my heart leaping into my throat. Oh god how pathetic can I get. Developing a crush on a photo found on a park branch. However this felt more than just a silly attraction. Of course the person looked very hot but there was something more to it.
I turned the picture and found “Happy birthday dear brother, I hope to see your smile one day’’. So he has a sibling. A warmth spread in my chest, made me think about June. I took the photo and kept it on my book. Maybe I’ll post it later to find its owner, maybe he goes my college or lives in the same campus.
I continued with my day, first coffee for my brain, that day I needed extra strong, then my classes which went on for hours and then finally some peace the library. I like it in here. It’s so quiet that it helps quite down all the chaos in my head. Some days it gets worse however mostly it works.
Today however was the day I was going to get hit by a train. An emotional one. As soon as I entered the library my brain just had to take a minute to re wire after the short circuit and my heart took its residence in my throat. He was there, the person in the photo, in my thoughts all day, who decided to suddenly show up in my life in turn it upside down. He was reading something with a serious face.
Before I could approach him his eyes met mine. God are they fucking gorgeous. We kept staring for a few seconds and then the most beautiful thing on this planet happened, a sweet smile spread across his face. And that is how I came to know that I want to be the one of the reason foe all his smile, so I smile back at him.