We're standing in line for food, and you're finally talking to me. God it feels like it's been forever. I could tell you all about everything, but I don't. I really just talk about the weather, how cliché is that? I think I say something funny, and you laugh. There's that smile, that smile just for me.

For a second everyone around us disappears. I'm no longer in a restaurant packed with people, but instead I'm in a place where only you and I exist. I haven't seen that smile since we first saw each other, at the very beginning of the conference. It makes my heart flood with happiness, but you probably can't tell. You probably can't tell that this one, simple act makes me fall for you even more. And suddenly, I've hopelessly and completely fallen for every aspect of you.

You may not think you're perfect, you told me so yourself, but to me, you're as perfect as they come. I don't care what other people say, I don't care that I've only really known you for half a year, and I especially don't care that we live thousands of miles apart. Love isn't measured in distance.

But there is one fatal flaw to my plan.

It takes two, and I'm only one.