For The Hollies and Stevie Nicks

What he has, is charm.

That innate ability to make every girl he talks to feel that she is special. That she is the only one. That her uniqueness shines through so much, that he is entirely smitten by her. That slightly jagged edge that makes him an "in" outsider. Never part of the crowd, never part of the mindless drone. He is different enough to be cool, but never different enough to be weird. With one conversation, he can make her feel appreciated for all her quirky qualities. Anything is possible, and they go where the wind blows. And so the relationship goes on.

Except there is none. No real "relationship", no real committment. What committment, no one really said anything right? And she is too confused, reading too much into the situation, into everything. Trusting too much in the promise that he has to offer, and, in essence, leaving behind the rock that should have held her steady.

But perhaps, one flying moment of potential in exchange for a lifetime of boring stability is a suitable price to pay.

"Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe.
And to love you."

And all she needs is that charming conversation to get her going. She will go her own way.