unable to walk in a straight line

I was at the supermarket and in front of me, quite far away, there was this nice young couple.
She tries to reach his head, to kiss him.

They end up kissing, but they continue to walk. They exchange a few short kisses and this causes them to almost fall down.

Here it lies the beauty of love. The ugliness of two people incapable of walking straight, the beauty of them loving each other.
It’s as if, for a split second, they didn’t care, and that second lasted the whole walk.

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