― the way his cresent eyes were illuminated with
such soulful elegant sparks,
the way his little mole worked as an extra splash
of uniqueness which helped creating the beautiful,
ephemeral happiness on his face was outstanding.
― the way his smile was wide and loving, the way he stood
and his tall figure, along with his perfectly sculptured,
well-built shoulders which worked amazingly with a
white dress shirt, or anything else she
wanted him to wear;
― the way he would make her day by simply her
looking at him.
― he would always smile. he always flashed the brightest smile,
but not too bright. because apparently, if his eyes disappears
while he smiles,
people wouldn't like it.