“One day,” he breathes, “we’re going to look back and recount all that we’ve done together. And we’re going to think, goddamn we were only twenty-four.” My eyes well. “We’re the responsible pair.” “The ones who clean everyone’s messes.” “The ones everyone turns to,” I add. “The most adult, even though we’re fairly new at this.” I laugh into a tearful smile. This is about to happen. We’re going to be together. It feels like the start of a lifetime. Any fears I ever had, any reservations, are gone. I trust that he’ll stay here, for me. That I am more than just a chase. “Kiss the sky with me,”
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