“But after I danced you to the door, I’d want to kiss you.” “You would?” “I would.” And now my heart is nowhere on earth to be found. I can see it as it bypasses the moon and the stars and goes blasting into another galaxy. “Hypothetically.” “Well then, I would let you kiss me.” “Hypothetically?” “No. Definitely.” By the time we hang up two hours later, it’s 1:46 a.m. I lie there for the rest of the night waiting for my heart to return to my chest.
Ajhhhhh
