"What kind of music do you like?"
It seemed a stupid question cause I knew you wouldn't answer,but I still asked.
I was curious to know.
I wanted to know everything about you,as creepy as that sounds.
But I knew you wouldn't tell me everything,and I didn't wanna make you feel scared or anything.
I watched as you twirled a string on your jeans around your finger.
You shrugged.
I made a mental note to bring you something to listen to.
