But no. I dismiss all those reasons. Today’s different because he asked me to pick his costume. Like a real girlfriend would do. Because he sent me photos of the suits in his closet so I could choose for him. I picked black slacks, a white shirt, a black jacket, and no tie. Like the iconic scene at the end of Love Actually when Hugh Grant appears at the children’s Christmas show at the school in the dodgy part of town. A smile takes over my face.
