They saw each other across a crowded sidewalk in Rome, each seated at the same outdoor café.
They kept glancing in each other’s direction, both making internal observations about the other.
“His smile is so genuine.”
“Her eyes are so warm.”
“He has a friendly disposition.”
“She seems outgoing.”
“I like his curls.”
“I like her hair.”
And then, before they knew what they were doing, they were walking toward each other, determined to meet the person who made them feel as if they were looking at their own reflection.
As they stood a foot apart, it was as if the stars aligned, and they knew they had met someone really special.
Their thoughts converged and before they knew what was happening, they both opened their mouths to speak.
And like a rush of water tumbling from a burst dam, they uttered the very same words…
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“I really like your forehead.”
(Photos taken in Rome, at a café in front of the Colosseum, using the Fisheye feature on our camera. This is what happens when you take a break from watching Italians.)
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1 comment:
Hahahaha! I love it!
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