As his gaze met her phase, he pushed a phrase to engage, but it decayed from delayed confidence, relayed an obvious anxiety, so she kissed him on the cheek to give some sobriety, then whispered, “Rely on me”, surprisingly taking control of their stroll, letting time unfold until the night grew old, into day, guiding them her way but when it came to a kiss good-bye, he was still shy to supply, later wondering, “Why?”, thinking on how another moment passed him by.. | Follow me @CAlexanderT03 on Instagram for more.