...cunningly and close, quite close...

You are my happy Friday night surprise. I was walking past the balcony when I saw you turn and head towards the door; running down the stairs, the motion caught your eye and you turned towards me, walked towards me. I was this close to missing you entirely.

"Hello Superstar", I said, self-sure for once and with strong voice, laughing. "Hey Hotshot", you parried back (a little lamely, you're cute like that). Is this how we will begin?

Liking you this much means that I have to forgive the small imperfections: unabashed addiction to Survivor, of all things. Besides, I'm banking on the same consideration when you discover that the song which makes me tremble every time is Chris Gaines' "Lost in You".