"From all the bad things that struck me all these years, like a bus hitting me on purpose again and again, something turned out to be good in the end. Meeting a soul that grooves with mine while letting the flow of life collide with our dreams." I look at him thinking, he's right. "You know what?" I suddenly say, making him look at me like I'm a puzzle to complete. "What?" He munches on a chocolate chip, unaware of what's in my mind right now. "I think I'm love with you." He stopped what he was doing and focused on what I was saying, completely stunned. "And I think I fell in love with the way you touch me without using your hands."