Three moments in the last year:
1. Sitting on the swing in the dark at our friend’s summer party, watching you through the glass, anticipating the moment you’d pass by me and I would say something witty. I believe I asked you if you knew any constellations, which made you jump, at which point I believe you told me you couldn’t care less about constellations.
2. Watching you teaching a friend’s little brother the guitar, and, admittedly, swooning a little.
3. Seeing you in a bookshop (thinking ‘Oh my God its him’ and then remembering I came in with you.)