He was like the rainbow. The bold streaks of colors that made her grey skies look picturesque after a rainy day.
She was like a wicked asthma attack. Took his breath away, left him gasping. No medication could cure this ailment.
He was like the song that played on the radio early in the morning. Once it got into her head, it would just not get out. She'd unknowingly hum it as she walked down the road, only to realize that someone walking past her would give her a look and she'd smile sheepishly in embarrassment.
She was like the old t-shirt, that he would just not want to let go off. It made him so comfortable that he would wish he could keep it with him, no matter how old it got.
On some days, she was like a pup on a cold winter night. She would try to reach out to the window, yelping for a little warmth. He would put out a bowl of warm milk. Yet not take her inside his home so she could sleep by the fireplace.
On other days, she was like a fish in the glass bowl. Being present in the same space wasn't much of help to him.
But at the end of it all, they would just sit across the table knowing what's going on it each others mind. Their gestures would do all the talking. So it seemed only logical for this to happen.
They both decided to confess their love for each other on the same day, at the same time, at the same moment.
They were truly 'Made for each other'.
