Toxic

Love is a very strange concept. The variety in which it comes, the intensity and the way it is shown. And sometimes- the disastrous outcome to which it can lead.

"I remember sitting on that bar stool, sipping on my drink, when I heard the scraping signaling someone was about to sit next to me. Having been a curious person, I looked up and locked eyes with him.
For a long time after that encounter I wouldn't have been able to tell what the color of his eyes were or why I found him so attractive, but I do remember being completely mesmerized. I now know that it had little to do with his looks, although he is quite handsome, it was the way he held himself, that smile he gave me, the things he said."

Is that enough?