Bokelskere.no

"Your identifier is you. I remember your eyes. Your mouth. The freckles on both cheeks that look like constellations. I know your smiles, at least three of them, and at least eight of your expressions, including the ones you only do with your eyes. If I could draw, I would draw you, and I wouldn't need to look at you to do it. Because your face is stuck in my mind."

And then he closes his eyes and describes how I look in a way I've never heard before. As I'm hearing it, my heart is racing, and I know this is something I'll never forget, not even fifty years from now.