I smile down at her as affection swells in my heart. She’s so easy to adore. I could see myself falling in love with her. When her hands clench the fabric of my shirt, I realize I already am. It’s as if there’s been a pile of embers in my heart and she came along and stoked them back to life. I’m not worried about it going wrong though. No, as I gaze down at her figure cast in the shadows of midnight, I know that she’s worth the potential heartbreak. I’ll give her the heart straight out of my chest if it means I get to soak up the sweetness of her presence for even the shortest length of time.
