one smile

you see someone smiling, and you think to yourself absently, not deliberately, not like that at all.

ah, i want him to smile forever.

there are more than two billion people in this world, with over two billion different smiles and two billion different mouths, but only one makes your heart clench with emotion and the breath leave your lungs in a rush.

it's nothing much; it's not like he's particularly good-looking. he might be close to you, or he might just be someone you see amongst the flashing lights. he might just pass you by one day on the train station, and you might not know his name.

but his smile, his smile is the world to you.

brilliant, blinding, beautiful.

you want to see it forever, and you would do anything to put it onto his face. when the corners of his mouth quirk up and his eyes scrunch up in happiness, there's a warmth that blooms in your chest, tendrils snaking into your veins and you feel like a rainbow has just blossomed inside of your heart. your face warms up, and the muscles hurt from you smiling and somewhere along the way, you taste salt on your lips and you automatically reach up to press the heel of your hands to your eyes, the movement done out of reflex and in vain.

there are over two billion people in this world, but only one smile that makes you feel like that.