I was smiling as I watched a pair of high school students ahead of me in the line to buy a sandwich today. It was a boy and a girl, probably juniors or seniors, because they seemed mature.
They were a sweet couple, the kind who've probably been dating for a while or were friends for a long time before they became boyfriend and girlfrien. There was none of that awkwardness that you see between two young people who don't have a lot of experience interacting with the opposite sex.
I could see the boy's face more than the girl's. He was tall, but he slouched a little, not out of shyness, but so that he could keep his eyes level with his girlfriend's. While they determined what kind of sandwich they were going to share, he would lean in every now and then and give his girlfriend a little kiss on the lips, putting one of his hands on her waist or lower back to do so.
He touched her without any hesitation, with a level of familiarity that you see in people who've been dating for a while. She didn't flinch when he kissed or put his hands on her, because she was obviously use to it.
The boy was smiling as he talked to his girlfriend, his appreciation for the girl reflecting off of her on his face as he spoke animatedly and gestured wildly. The girl had her back to me most of the time, but when I did catch a glimpse of her through her long blonde hair, she looked like she was grinning too.
I smiled as I watched them, because I recognized that feeling of joy and satisfaction and confidence that comes from having the full attention of the person you love most focused on you. I'm glad that I get to experience it firsthand every day when my husband greets me as I get home from work or my son sees me walk in the door to pick him up from daycare. And I'm glad when other people get to feel that special in someone else's eyes too.
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