Incomplete surprises

The corners of her mouth turned upwards. A promising sign. A smile full of sadness. Is he really mine?

She goes back to that moment. Replaying it again and again in her mind. How could this be? Was I really blind?

Struggling to bring back the calm. Holding on to the reigns of her common sense. She sees bright lights and smiling faces. Or is it just her with smudges on her lense?

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