Her smile was shape like glass when it breaks. A little chipped piece of it got caught in my flesh. My arm just above the bicep. I think it was meant for my neck meant to be quick and painless like cupids arrow. The shards of her smile cut me. Her sharp smile broke off the edge of her mouth. I seem to be caught in the waves. Between storm and peace. Between fire and halo. Between absolute and destiny. My potential and the best of me. I let her smile affect me.
