and there’s no doubt in saying she fascinated him,
but it was in a way where he would rather stare at her,
than any brightly lit night sky.
It was in a way where he would rather read her,
than any self provoking book.
She was someone who he would spend his life figuring out,
if it meant he got to be in her presence at all.
And he thought that would be the best part...
being there for her, even if he was struggling.
