When I Looked at Him

When he first walked in, I looked at him.

His eyes met mine, and I knew we were meant to be.

Laughing, together. Walking, together. Sitting, together. Being, together.

People laughed. They hurt. They teased. They whispered.

I thought he would walk away from me.

But he walked away from them.

Then I knew, he & I were meant to be.

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