You picked me out of the middle of a crowd, when I had taken two steps away from a crowded room full of people, to clear my head.

Airplane by Angus & Julia Stone was playing at lunch.

The coffee was great.

When I told you I was scared, you called me immediately and comforted.

You can't cook, and that's a compromise I'm willing to make.

You took the day off anyway.

You had all the time in the world, and didn't say a selfish goodnight.

You talk about a future, even if it's still shallow.