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He had a way of looking in my eyes. He would not just stare, and he would not just look. He would memorize me, he would read me, he would photograph me. He would seize into my soul, walk his way through my veins, find his direction around my organs, and reach into my heart. He would touch my heart, he would run his fingers up and down my heart, and he would tell stories into my heart. Then there is a twitch, by his right eyelid, a familiar twitch; like he has won me, like he has drawn me, like he has caught me. He mesmerizes my eyes, he hypnotizes my lips, and he magnetizes my aura, all into his direction.. all to him.. He gained my love, he invaded me over, he pulled me in.. He loved and died for me.. all in one look.

Like I said, he had a way of looking in my eyes.

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