She came into his existence softly. Almost silently.
Sitting quietly, watching the mayhem unfold.
A casual conversation. A smile. The start.
A moment in time shared.
The same drink.
The same place.
The same continent. Again.
A connection, innocent but tangible.
Potential, as yet unrealized.
An aura, beautiful and strong.
To hope. To dare to dream a little.
A story as yet unwritten.
The stars will watch it unfold.