His eyes

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Today like any other day I gazed into his blues. Meanwhile he stared at the ceiling. I kept staring as I wondered if he'd ever look back. I enjoy when he notices it. Only because it amuses me when he flusters upon questioning why I've done so.
"Nothing," I smile playfully. He then smiles and continues to stare back. That's the best part when I can fully view him. I've never been much on looks when it comes to being with someone. He's gorgeous,I swear he's perfect even if it's just to me. Down to his facial shape and cute little uneven freckles. I don't know if we'll be in love forever but I know I'll never forget the sparkle in his eyes when he sees me. It's not always butterflies but it is always home to see him.
"Marry me," I whispered.
He didn't hear me. Oh boy,do I like that look of confusion.- thoughts from my day

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