For the eyes of the blind only!

His car's here.

Why did that have to be the first thing she though when she pulled into Jr. Mart? She questioned her timing at moments like this and wondered if she'd ever get it right. And at this moment, a moment unaware of the surprise waiting for her behind the automatic doors, she erased all old feeling for this man she might have had before. A clean slate.

FAIL!

He stood there at check stand 1 and she could only hope he did not see her eager eyes. A face woken up too early and a painted on smile. She knew her nervousness didnt look like blush but she pretended it did none the less.

He followed her into the guest service booth.

"hey", he smiled

shit. She nodded and continued to punch in her hours

"How are you?" His voice seemed smoother than she had remembered and chills ran up her spine and attacked.

"Fine" She walked away and wondered why she hadnt started up a converstion. Why she hadnt asked him how he was instead of looking like a total bitch and not caring at all. She took a moment to look back and noticed he looked rather hurt at her gesture. Her heart sank at this thought and she just wanted to go back there, kiss him, and let him know she was hopelessly in like with him.

How could she not be. He was tall, a trait she had never really cared to notice before, and he had the most goregous hair any women would ever dream of. She felt simple minded noticing his sharp features when she knew that wasnt the reason she ever really liked him.

There was never silence when they had talked. They could relate to the stories of one another and would often strike up more interesting facts about each other. Words flew from each others mouths as though never to be awkward. At least thats how it was. Management removed him from his previous position and their conversations had died down when they had stopped working together. Her feelings for this man were lost in only a months time. However she knew this wasnt true, she wouldnt have longed to see him if it were.

Perhaps it was the wink he gave her every single time she walked by that made her stomach turn and feel as though a billion butterflies were having a party. Or was it the cute smile he only gave her and she had to question whether or not the catching each others eyes was just a coincidence.

She didnt know. She didnt care to know. All that had ever mattered is that she could hope to find these feeling elsewhere, there was no hope finding love in Jr. Mart. Desires and dreams arent made on the cooking aisle.

Is love really blind?

Or are we too ignorant to see?

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