The Odd Couple

"If you don't stop staring at me like that, I'm going to leave." She said
"Staring at you like what? I'm not looking any sort of way." He said

He was of course lying, for he'd been gazing at her (unknowingly) for the better part of ten minutes, trying to figure it out. What made her to attractive to him? Was it her lips? Couldn't be, they were so thin, she had once mentioned she was jealous of the turtles at the lake for even their lips were more voluptuous than her own. Maybe it was her eyes, those two wide slices of lemons, spaced too close to one another, always dripping with lemon juice. No, he knew for a fact that was not it, because he hated how they streamed. It had to be her nose then, the way it sloped perfectly down her face, upturned a slightly at it's end, a ski ramp for those little drops of citrus to brave enough to explore new territory.
No, it was none of these things, her appearance was neither enamoring, nor repulsive, they just existed. Her features didn't beckon, they did not beg and plead to be recognized. They sat comfortably on her round face, dormant, indifferent to their surroundings, and he loved her for that. There were not any features for him to dote on, for him to kiss, but it was all there, whatever "it" might be. How many other men had been plucked from orbits to trapt in hers? Leaving behind they're beautiful, respectable, blossoming planets, to take out litter from a small box, never once questioning what had made them change their trajectory and align themselves with those lemon drop eyes. He didn't know, and never cared to know.

"You want to go to a movie?" he said
"No." she replied
"We could go get coffee."
"We have coffee in the cupboard."
"The t.v. said it's supposed to be beautiful outside, we could go for a walk."
"They say that every day, it's too cold."
"Well, shit, I'm out of ideas then..."
"Why don't you go get your coffee, walk to a theater, and see a movie?"

How he loved her. He grabbed his coat off the back of the couch, kissed the top of her hair, and headed out the door:

"I'll see you in a few hours, alright?"
Silence.

He opened the door, allowing the innards of the city to come spilling into their home.Rustling leaves, dog leashes jingling, indecipherable chatter, all pooling around his feet, allowing his shoes to lap it all.

"Hey!" she called as he was halfway out the door."Stay away from any chocolate while you're out, you know how it upsets your stomach."

She gave a faint smile and he was out the door.