He was having a fun time with his family

Jokes and stories were being shared

For the first-time in a long time

He was laughing

But he couldn't help the glances he stole at her

Her nose was buried in another book

She barely even looked up

Her hair curtained her face like a veil

A feeling stirred deep in his chest

Could it be love?

He wanted to have a normal conversation

But he was too scared to do so

His words would jumble up

Soon his attention was turned away from her

Maybe neighbours were all they were meant to be.