Your sky blue shirt with chocolate stains, your cheeks that were smudged daily with my parting kiss, your eyes that lately were filled with a longing beyond words;
The songs at midnight, how you croon the blues, then in those amazing days the things that you did to please me and made me sing those melodies that make you laugh.
These eyes that never meet yours scared of what you see in them, afraid of what it knows to be true, too shy to show what it really want to say in words, despite of your pestering.
May be, it means all the things that you don't want me to say and you don't want to say either because of strange misgivings.
But when you say those three little words, it's like magic and the world lights up in zero time.