The following day,
the subsequent day,
and the next day that followed, soon I found myself admiring his presence.
We met up regularly underneath the tree, exchanging words and finding comfort in each others company.
He seemed to know a lot about this place where I often found myself a stranger. I had a lot to ask him, however, every question faded away as time rolled by.
With our togetherness of bike riding, book reading and laughter blowing across the aesthetic spring air, little did we catch the glimpse of our spring blending slowly into the approaching heat of summer.
