There were no words. There didn’t need to be.

The air sat around us, cold. My warmth was his, his was mine. There was no purpose, only small words floating there sometimes. I look up at the sky, there are answers there.

“I see one star.”

“I see a moon.”

-smiles-

My hand lay in his; his actions more reassuring than the faith I had. No words, silence, thoughts consuming me.

Words were on the tip of my tongue, wanting to tell him what this meant to me. I was hesitant, but because I thought this moment had already said exactly that.

I turned to face him, and he was already looking at me. Slanted eyes, more real than I had ever thought possible.

This is the part where you kiss me.

It didn’t matter, that we both turned back to stare at the sky. It didn’t matter because it was almost as if this moment had been taken out of the pages of a fairtytale. I didn’t need anything more that that.