everything is romanticized when you’re thousands of miles from home

it was somewhere between when he smiled and tried to get my attention with “hellos” when i thought he was talking on the phone.. six times, me fixing my sari and him telling me in broken English that he’s a painter, and wants to be like Monet someday that i realized this must be what love at first sight is like.

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