Especially not now, when I can't stop smiling because a certain young man with curly black hair and patient hazel eyes is taking me to a concert next Saturday. It is really nice to have someone offer to pay my way.
He was smiling when I met him, and all I could think about was the way his lip ring made him seem so alive. When I found out that he likes The Rocket Summer, I smiled because I knew that he would never make fun of me for listening to modern music instead of bad 80's rock.
I wish I could show you his smile, because I swear it makes the entire world right, if only for a moment.