“Listen, I think you’re beautiful. Like, out-of-this-world kind of beautiful,” I say, my heart thudding, hoping she hears my sincerity. “The very first time I laid my eyes on you, it was as if time itself paused, just like in those Hollywood movies, and everyone else in that coffee shop blurred.” I reach out for her hand, our fingers intertwining effortlessly. “But that’s not all. You are kind, you are extremely caring, you live out your faith in the way you care about people. You’re a joy to be around, and you have this amazing way of really listening to me without any hint of judgment.”
