When you looked at me from across the room, I knew. I knew it right then just like I know it now. Your smile reached my eyes, and only mine. It was for me and somehow I knew, I just knew. Your blonde hair fell into your face, like golden silk, and it stretched across your eyes that lit up with recognition as my own smile returned yours. It was like magic. Just one moment that changed both of our lives. A simple exchange of smiles that meant more than our words could explain. And as we walked side by side out of the cramped classroom, our arms and hands brushing and tingling with that unexplainable electricity, your deep and husky voice whispered into my ear. Singing the most beautiful song I have ever heard, for the lone reason it was coming from your lips.

"I have to admit it's getting better, getting better."

"Since you've been mine."