I found you. I found you in words, like you knew I would. That’s why you told me the story. The brand new, ancient blue box. Oh, clever. Very clever! Something old. Something new. Something borrowed. Something blue.
You know when, sometimes you meet someone so beautiful, and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick. Then there’s other people, and you meet them and you think, “Not bad, they’re okay”, and when you get to know them… their face just, sort of, becomes them. Like their personality’s written all over it, and they just turn into something so beautiful. Rory’s the most beautiful man I’ve ever met.