“What is it, a young crush? A blossoming affection? Or love?”
She remained silent and when she spoke, she said it’s none.
“Young girls call it love, when you can’t get him out of your mind”
“It isn’t a crush, not love either; maybe oneday” she replied.
“Let him in, my dear, you have to see him through”
“I fear I will fall too hard, its the first time” she murmured.
“She’s strong and soft, you do love her, why won’t you take her in?”
“Yes I do, truly and purely; we walk slow, so it needs time”he replied.
“Expose yourself to her, let her feel your warm trust”
“We both have our own pasts, we let out bits and pieces to each” he smiled.
“Don’t you fear, you’ll lose her with time?”
“We promised nothing to each, so I do fear, but time does miracles as well” he winked.