you're walking with him late at night,
snow flowing down casually
but slowly.
you look at the snow scattered on the ground and the street lights
illuminating the ground.
your boyfriend grabs you by the waist and you're now just looking at each other.
he smiles gently and you get butterflies,
"what?"
you giggle slightly.
"nothing, i just like admiring you."
he says.
"je t'aime."
you say softly.
"je t'aime, davantage."
he whispers.
you both walk down the street, admiring each other presence.
