and saw things that could have been . I looked at her wicked little smile and saw what she would look like first thing in the morning. I looked at her strong hands and saw how they would touch mine. And then I remembered why not.
I turned away and looked into someone else's eyes and saw they still could be looking only at me, seeing no one but me. And I did not want that anymore.
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