His eyes.
His perfect eyes.
I knew that I lost the moment I looked into the pool of green and gray. The kind of colors you remember from your childhood summers by the lake.
And when you noticed the freckles that were scattered all around his cheeks and that pointy nose, reminded you of all those nights spent looking up to the sky, at all those constellations, and wishing for a moment like this-
losing it all for a pair of eyes and a bunch of freckles that were taken for granted.
