"Baby." Sam says and you can hear his sweet voice over the loud music.
"Yes?" You ask taking a sip of your red wine.
"Let's go. Don't say anything. Just c'mon." He pulls your through a crowd of people and you set your glass down.
The drive is quiet and after a while all that comes on the radio is static. It's pitch black except the stars no city lights. Sam pulls the car over to an empty field you kick your heels off and get out with him. Nothing but everything is said. You don't need words to hear what he wants you to. You stand on his shoes in your barefeet. The fireflies surround you as you two dance. I love him so much. You love his music but your favorite sound is his heart beat you lean your head against him with your ear pressed on his chest. He softly kisses the top of your head. The moon shines brightly like your love. The only sound is the crickets and Sam slightly humming. These, these are your favorite moments.
