When we were alone, I made him stop the truck. I pointed at the stars, and rambled on about the beauty of the universe. Some time passed, and we are in the same truck again. But this time, we weren't alone. He stopped the truck and told everyone "Someone once told me that the universe is beautiful, and I never really noticed it, until she showed me the beauty of it." He continued to ramble on every single detail I told him. He touched my arm and smiled at me.
And in that moment,
I realized that
The only thing I've ever really wanted
Was for someone to listen
Just like he did.