With Syr, it was a simple thing.

I noticed that my face flushed in unison with hers one day when we were talking and how treasured the lunch that I was holding felt to me and the way my heart skidded to a halt all of a sudden and picked up tenfold in nervousness before I managed to calm down the next second that she spoke.

It felt nearly like the crashing of waves in my chest: sometimes fast and hard, determined to leave a mark, and at other times, gentle, utterly in love with the shore that it carefully touches every day.

I almost leaned closer to kiss the flush out of her cheeks and make her realize that I understood, I finally understood, yet suddenly her slight nervousness pushed me further into that pit full of pure nerves.

I'd never felt like this before as no one had become the shore to me, no one had both calmed me and made me nervous within an instant.

Syr was always so sweet, so kind, and though she was shy, I could be too at times.

She was both calming to me and yet was almost the opposite too.

Syr was a good a friend, had always been since we met, and was a gentle soul.

I was not at all overwhelmed by this realization, just pleasantly surprised as my heart danced to the beat that she'd stirred up in my veins.

She'd captured my attention so very easily despite the fact that this followed our normal routine, and now I'd wondered if there was a moment were this routine would become something so much more, a part of a happy life together.

I wanted fully in that moment and have wanted since to figure that out, to have those beautiful moments together become part of a lifetime together, and to feel the bliss from a happy couple, one worrying over the other, caring for him, and the other doing his best for her.

It was almost an image of an age old marital promise, the beauty of it still calling many people home to it though if it had been with anyone other than her in this way, I knew that I'd find that impossible to have.

Syr was comforting, and her shyness was adorable; I knew her pretty well, but I wanted to know her so much better than I do now.

I want to be that old fantasy thought for her, and I want to be able to come home to that joy and feel as loved as her concern lets me feel and to know the depth of her feelings.

I want to be as happy with my sense of the shore as I can be.