I see the way he looks at her. Like she is the best thing that he's ever seen. Like she's the best thing that's ever happened to him.
And then I see the way she looks at him, with fear in her eyes, that he could walk out of her life at any moment. She doesn't like saying goodbye to him, because she feels permanence in those words. And I know that look. The look when you're afraid to lose someone you love.
If only she saw the way he looked at her. If he lost her, it would mean he lost his whole world.
- I know you love me, but I'm scared you'll leave
