Knock, knock, knocking…

If I told her once, I have told her a thousand times that he looks at her like he is seeing her for the first time and that quite honestly, this exquisite display of love leans on my last, lonely, love starved nerve. And she does get it, he adores her. So when I look around at all the cheerless masses starving for attention, I think of them walking arm in arm, him kissing each fingertip (oh, please!) and her lips curling up in a very knowing way. I must admit that I am glad that I know this about them. It gives me hope that this kind of devotion might one day knock on my door and hopefully I will be home to ask, “Damn, what took you so long?”

Five Sentence Fiction word for the week of September 28,2012: Devotion

Here’s looking at you, babe.

“So why do you keep looking at everything and everyone, but you won’t make eye contact with me? You look over my head, at my shoes, but you won’t look me in the eyes and I got to wonder…what are you afraid of?”

I was admiring his belt buckle when I realized I could not continue denying what was right in front of me.  The gig was up as I timidly looked up into those hazel eyes of his; I saw the soul I had been searching for. I didn’t think it was possible, but right then and there, I fell in love again.

Five Sentence fiction word suggestion: faces

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