She turned the key, never taking her eyes from him.
If you're a bird... I'm a bird.
It made perfect sense, and at the same time nothing seemed to.
Their fingers seemed to fit together in just the right way- effortlessly clasped,like perfect complements.
It's probably not going to lead to anything. But that doesn't mean you shouldn't try. If everyone who thought they might fail didn't even try, where would we be today?
Sometimes there would be someone else out there, someone she didn't know, but when they saw each other each would nod, as if making a secret pact. No question, no small talk..agreed