He calls you lovely and you blushes every time. You have nothing but a worn-out shirt on, but to him you’re a sight worthy of adulation. He gives you secret glances, the ones that always put your insides on a whirl. You talk like there’s no tomorrow. Everything about him is a reminder of what you want to become. He knows every lyrics to your songs, and he always sings with you, though always out of tune. He remembers the small things, the ones you didn’t even notice yourself. You’ve coined words for crazy ideas, things only the two of you can understand. You swore he isn’t like all the other men who passed you by. He is the one.
Just when you’ve gathered all the courage to ask him if there’s more to you and him… he couldn’t reply.