“When did you know you were already falling for me?” he asked as he brush his fingers across her hair.
She knew she was falling when she started spending more of her “me time” with him.
It was when she would make an effort to walk to him and spend even just a few minutes in spite of her busy schedule, even if usually, she would rather sleep it off.
It was when she’s constantly choosing to do things with him instead of doing it alone.
It was when she slowly found her self looking for him both in her happiest and saddest days.
It was when every time she experiences something amazing or every time she feels extremely devastated, she sees herself getting her phone and rushing to call him.
It was when she felt the urge to talk to him about everything- how her day went, who annoyed her today, how she made a stranger smile, how she shared her meal to the street children down the road- everything.
It was when it was his voice that she longs to hear every time she feels like breaking down.
It was when it was his arms that she craves for after a long and tiring day.
Her lips formed a sweet smile as she whispered.
“When slowly, you are becoming my home.”