That’s how it all starts, on the bench. You are sitting down reading a book. I ignore my nerves to speak to you. We get to know each other this particular day. I don't notice the beauty in you. All I notice is that pride. Talking about our life and our unknown futures, We are more than dazing. Your pride has some talking, While your graceful face, has others wishing they could be near you We do not see each other for the meanwhile, though I don’t care. I really do not see the big deal about your good looks. “Is that your man?” someone says. “No, never! I would never have feelings for a guy like that!!” I say. Once again, life brings us together. This time I am wrong. I slowly start developing strong feelings for you. I start noticing an improvement of your character. I see a genuine and kind man. The time comes in as I hit rock bottom. You come in to console me. You believe in me when I doubt myself. You stand up for me w