POV: You Caught Me Staring At You
A 100-word story
Love blooms from appreciating the details: the pillow-softness of their hair, acne scarring along their cheek. Without those intimate details, ones that many of us wish to hide, they just don’t seem real. Realness reminds me that I’m alive.
Sometimes, when I’m knee-deep in love and wading through its murky waters, I’ll lose focus and stare at the other…