He looked at me with serious eyes, but not the kind that made me wonder what I’d done wrong. The kind that made me wonder what I’d done right.

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A smile is just a smile, but when you look at someone with serious eyes, you can feel they are listening to you. You feel they are interested in what you have to say and you know they will be present with you no matter what happens.

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