Like a new song, I fell in love with him from the very first beat. I didn’t need to hear more to know what I felt, or what I was going to feel. Before the first moment – to be referred to as such from this moment on – came to an end, I was just sure I would want to (and would) listen to him again and again. Like a new song I’d yearn to hear his words all day whilst doing other things.
And then, like every new song, he’d become old, and make me remember happier times gone by.