Floorboard creaks in Miles's room with a deathly silence when he is all alone. Oh, how he wished you were here right now. It was so unlike him, somehow falling in love in just three days. Those November nights still haunt him, when he first saved you from Rhino's attack.

It all started when those golden rays fell on your skin and the way your hair got caught in the wind. It was like a choir sang a melancholic hymn as Miles swang through the city with you in his arms.

In the morning, you'd be gone. So he would be mourning, tryin' to hold on to the memories of your lips pressed against his, as he pinned you against the building wall of the tallest building in all of New York after another rescue. God, he's so lovesick! What have you done to him?

He hoped you would let him be in your atmosphere. But as he inched closer, he feared that if he loved so much, you'd slip away in a matter of seconds. His mind was getting twisted as the dreams turned into nightmare in his bed. Ever since that last night that he spent with you, it was all he could think about.

When he saw you on the rooftop, he quietly descended down the nearby building as he stuck a thick web to its wall. Watching how the gold rays fell on your skin as the sunset behind the city. And the way your hair got caught in the warm wind...

"Hey..." Spider-man whispered as he stepped down on the rooftop.