Love and not-quite-marriage
We're just fooling around. I want to be really clear, okay? There's no way this can possibly work."
"Okay," he said.
"Okay," I said.
I kissed him again, and he walked towards the elevator.
Once every so often, eh...I'm wrong. What can I say. But these words in particular are ones I'm happy to have eaten.
Happy anniversary Nate. I love you so much. Even though it's totally grossing you out right now that I'm saying it on my blog.