A man stopped me in a bar to tell me I was beautiful with so much sincerity that I didn't think for a moment that he was trying to **** me. I thanked him. He told me to have a great day.
I lock eyes with passersby and think sometimes maybe they can envision a lifetime with me in that instant, or maybe they want to grab a cup off coffee and talk for hours like old friends.  
I realize that I'm smiling at strangers now with that flirtatious smirk that you told me made you nervous, I know this, because someone pointed out my dimple the other day.