a million little pieces

she was standing there waiting for me.
what?
you stare at me?
what?
you stare at me. i want to know why.
you already know why.
i dont.
yes, you do.
no, i dont.
you do, you just want to hear me say it.
tell me why you stare.
i took a deep breath.
the first time i saw you, my heart fell. the second time i saw you, my heart fell. the third time fourth time fifth time and every time since, my heart as fallen.
i stared at her.
you are the most beautiful woman i have ever seen.
i stared at her.
when i see you the world stops. it stops and all that exists for me is you and my eyes staring at you. there's nothing else. no noise, no other people, no thoughts or worries, no yesterday, no tomorrow. the world just stops, and it is a beautiful place, and there is only you. just you, and my eyes staring at you.
i stared.
when you're gone, the world starts again, and i dont like it much. i can live in it, but i dont like it. i just walk around in it and wait to see you again and wait for it to stop again. i love it when it stops. its the best fucking thing i've ever known or ever felt, the best thing, and that, beautiful girl, is why i stare at you.

~james frey