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I was looking at this girl and the only thing I could focus on was this chipped tooth that she had. Her hair was the perfect shade of perfection and she knew the solid words that crushed the ambiguity of my thoughts.
She had me thinking in her direction if only for that chipped tooth.
I could picture her biting into a sandwich and not fully capturing the entire experience of it. Like she would leave a piece and there was nothing she could do about it but take another bite.
I was swimming in shallow waters while wearing flotation devices. I was a vice unto myself and I had no clue and in that moment I realized one truth.
That I dont know what love is.
