That you fall for her and feel like you're willing to give everything for her.
That you weep for her, once, or twice.
That you can imagine being 40 and waking up next to her.
That you would spend the rest of your life with her, given a different circumstance in life.
That you want her to be around because you need her and she could just be the one.
That you question the universe about the meaning of your meet-cute story.
That if things were different, you would kneel down and ride off into the sunset with her.
That she's different and you think of her in a different way, so she should think of you in a different way too, and that you both would have been perfect together.
That you love her, and she should not forget about that, when clearly you're just not there yet.
Because she might have taken them a little bit too seriously, and because she might fall in love with you for what she thought you really feel.
Because she masturbates to those words, and because they please her more than she thought they would.
Because she doesn't expect anything, but the fact that those words matter and are true.
Because later when she finds out that they are not, she will be torn and as always, the blame will be on her for believing too much, for caring too much, for giving too much.
And later when she becomes a woman, she will remember you as a lesson, not to play with fire because fire burns, and it sure does hurt a lot.
