He and she sat there for hours despite the incessant chatter that surrounded them. They spoke as if the ocean was gonna separate them tomorrow when the sun rose. They had endless things to bare to each other about it felt like time was never enough. But, then again, she always felt like that with him. She yearned for his touch on her naked skin each time they were apart. For his shoulder to lie on just to feel safe and at peace. She needed his listening ear and his whispers “it’s gonna be alright.” He made her heart light. He made her heart sing a tune she wasn’t even aware she was capable of. That was the kind of love she had always dreamt of. He was that and everything more. This was enough for her.