She liked that he listened to her. She adored that he seemed to keep up effortlessly while she prattled on about everything under the sun. She appreciated that he'd consider her words for the longest time before asking his questions... always the right ones. It told her that he thought about her ideas and empathised with her emotions. That he read between the lines. She admired that he had not once offered her pity. No one else could be there on that day. On her day.
She asked him to be the witness at her wedding.
He stared silently like he was seeing her for the first time...
"What time should I be there?"
Always the right question.
Song for the moment: Dreams be dreams - Jack Johnson