The random thoughts of a random morning. Or maybe it is all, but random. Our eyes perceive only 8% of the spectrum of light, we only use 15% of our brain and 60,000 thoughts run through our head every single day.
So he seems to come back into her life, over and over, only to bring her back to herself. To remind her of who she is and of who she shouldn’t be. To show her how love should feel like. To test her ways and trash her random choices. To bring her back to her beautiful nervousness of a 17 years old who’s maybe, just maybe, falling in love?
He loves her, and she loves him.