1.) You start off as strangers; sometimes her name gets stuck on the tip of your tongue. You still don’t know what it tastes like. You don’t know that her heart races when you glance at her. You don’t know what she looks like when she’s just woken up. You don’t expect to love her. It doesn’t even cross your mind. 2.) You are sitting in silence in the passenger seat of her car. You don’t feel the need to break it with empty conversation. When you do, it’s easy. You don’t worry about saying the wrong thing or laughing too loud. There is comfort in the silence that you share and in the few words that are exchanged. 3.) In between the silences and the late night conversations, you find yourself thinking about her. What would it be like to touch her? To hold her hand? Would you feel safe in her arms? You think you would. What if she was lying next to you? You tell yourself to stop. You will not fall in love. 4.) But then you really are touching her hands. you can feel the warmth radiating from her fingertips spread through your entire body and you hope she doesn’t notice. You hope your hands stay cold so she’ll hold them a little longer. Her touch is warm and gentle. You don’t want her to let go. You don’t want her to go. 5.) She is smiling and you can’t stop looking at her. You love the way she smiles and the way she laughs. You love being the reason. You love her eyes and the way she looks at you. Whenever she does, you can feel everything inside of your chest explode. You know what it means but you aren’t ready to admit it yet. Not to her and definitely not to yourself. 6.) You are laying with her. She is holding you and you feel safe just like you imagined you would. Neither of you are speaking. You don’t need to. You still find comfort in the silence, but this time in a different way. You love looking at her. You love the way she feels under your touch. You love everything about her. You love her. You love her. You love her.