The Theory of Everything

by HelluvaGirl

To be looked at by someone as if your first encounter is a mere formality because their eyes gleam caressing your face like they’ve enjoyed the view for ages.

To experience respectful and tender bearing that makes you want to be giving.

To meet someone who sees you and they know.

And you know.

I love you.

…it’s a false conclusion.

And then… everything happens.