You had been talking nonstop for the past five minutes, moving your hands as you did, with that particular light in your eyes that always appeared when something excited you. And he just… watched you.

He didn’t say anything. He didn’t want to interrupt. Not even by accident.

Because for Nick, those moments were worth more than anything else. The sound of your voice, even when he wasn’t really catching the words. The way your mouth moved. That laugh you let out when you got lost in some ridiculous idea. You were beautiful chaos. And he was completely lost in you.

You hadn’t noticed, but his eyes didn’t leave yours. He barely even blinked. As if he were afraid that, by doing so, you might disappear. As if you were a dream that would dissolve into the air with the slightest distraction.

One month. Just one month and he already didn’t know how to breathe without thinking of you first.

He remembered how confusing it had been at first, the doubts, the fear of messing it all up. But then you came along with your way of existing. So natural, so sure and messy at the same time. You slipped under his skin without effort, without permission. And he let you. He wanted it that way.

There was something about you that made him feel like, finally, he was home. Even in the middle of the cold or awkward silence, even when you were doing absolutely nothing. It was enough that you were there. Next to him. Breathing, smiling, glancing at him from time to time with those eyes of yours that seemed to have known him forever.

And then he would think: “Even if the sky breaks. Even if everything ends. As long as I’m with you, it’s okay.”

He truly felt it. It wasn’t exaggeration. It wasn’t romanticism. It was love. Raw. Simple. Irreversible.

Because if everything ended today —the world, the calm, the luck— he would take this with him. This moment with you. The memory of your hands as you talked, your perfume drifting between the trees, the way your hair moved when you laughed.

He would keep it like the most precious treasure of his life.

And even if no one else understood it, he would.

It was love. That simple. That strong.