I’m in love with a barista at my coffee shop, which is odd since he’s not particularly handsome and we never say much to each other. I think it’s the way he moves his face, honestly. I’m sure to get a half-smile as I drop my change into his tip jar. Half-smiles are the sexiest thing you can do with your face as they’re the perfect combination of appreciation and withholding bastard. I think that faces are connected to your heart like one of those marionette puppets. Simple movements like a furrowed brow, wink or flared nostril are all connected to specific parts of your heart, making it dance with joy or keeping it slumped over and lifeless. Each time my barista raises his little halfer he is essentially pulling up a portion of my heart, leaving it tilted and curious. I guess a full crush develops with a facial combo, like say… pull the left up with a half-smile and raise the right with an all-too-innocent double blink. When I receive one of these I’ll know his true intentions and make my move.
Although, there is always the possibility that I just like him because I get to boss him around and I have weird power/ control issues. Meh, either way I guess.