Little did she know (2)

She turned towards him. In the light of this summer sunny morning, he looked even sweeter and more lost than usual. Her lips slowly designed a fade smile. She knew he wasn’t listening. He never did. But in his way, he loved her more than anybody else. In a selfish, and yet kind way, his feelings were so strong… He loved her not for what she was, but for what he was with her. She was aware that her life without him didn’t matter at all; he only cared about Their life, about her when they are together; he never asked how she feels. And still, she continued to tell him everything that was on her mind. Even though it was pointless. She smiled again, remembering how they met. And again, she would not recognize herself in this stupidly romantic movie running in her head. She was walking home and saw him standing on the sidewalk, looking almost like he was expecting something. Without any reason, she smiled; he came after her and gently took her hand; a touch that needed no explanations. “Let’s go home.” And they started walking with their eyes searching the night, wondering who they are, but in the same time knowing so much one about the other.