Sex / A. Irwin
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How did you know I was the one? She asked me.
I wanted to tell her that it was because of the way she smiled. I wanted to tell her that it was because her laugh lit up a whole room. Maybe it was the way she sleeps, the way her eyelashes flutter like butterflies when she is dreaming. I wanted to tell her that it was because of the way she managed to take my breath away just by looking at me, but instead, I moved the loose stands of hair from her forehead and kissed her soft lips, looking down at her and saying: because I just knew.
Because when you look at art, you can't explain what it does to you, you just know that it makes you think; it makes you feel alive.
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