Now that I stare into his eyes, I'm begining to question what I said before. I feel like I can know him fully, but I also know that there's something more. What is he hiding? Is he really hiding anything? 1
He laughed and his eyes made cresent moons, and I stared at them, wishing I could know everything about him, such as why they did that when he laughed, and why I loved it so much. There must be a reason, and as I walk across the room, towards him, but still far away, I wonder.2
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I made an intro, but it's not exactly needed.
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