Your brother was sitting in the car across the parking lot.
He flicked the headlights on and off to bother you, but it didn't.
You focused your thoughts and whispered in my ear,
"I love you."
You looked like an angel with those headlights beaming against your cheek in the darkness.
I pulled you against me.
"Good, because I love you, too."
I softly spoke those words in the cold, quiet air between us.
I couldn't stop smiling, even as we both drove our separate ways leaving the parking lot.
I swear the stars shined brighter that night.