He saw her for the first time. Even though he had been looking at her all along, this moment seemed flawed. There was a difference in the mainstream of the atmosphere that seemed to open his eyes for him. He was seeing her in a new light, in a sense that he had never seen her before. He didn't know if he liked it or not, he didn't know if it was good or bad, all he knew is that whatever he was seeing in this moment, he wanted it to last forever.
He tried to put it into words, but all he could do was stutter. He tried to manifest it in his mind, but he had lost all control of thought. Maybe it was the way he woke up this morning, or maybe it was the way he layed down to sleep last night, but whatever it was, in this moment, he leaned back and slowly, but surely, you could see a smile slither its way across his face.
He was feeling content. He was feeling happy. He was feeling what he had tried not to feel for the longest of time, love.
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