First it was the walk,
the way you came strolling into my life,
like it was casual,
the part of your story mentioned but not really needed.

Then it was the talk,
the things you said were so honest,
like you wanted to understand me,
the way you showed interest started plucking at my heart.

Now it is the actions
the use of your hands to show me you care
because words are no longer enough,
the time before now; a beautiful accident in the making...