Perspective
I saw a woman smile. It was a smile that lifted the crease from her brow and made the tears that had welled in her eyes catch the sun just enough to make them diamonds refracting tiny reflections of hazel...
I saw a woman smile. It was a smile that lifted the crease from her brow and made the tears that had welled in her eyes catch the sun just enough to make them diamonds refracting tiny reflections of hazel...
What if you meant what you said? I mean every single word. (Well, maybe not every single word…I can think of some slang that would be pretty awkward *grin*) But what if you were present and aware of what you...