I don’t say the L word. I don’t know if that’s what I feel when I’m around her. I know it’s good and warm and safe. I know I want to see her every day, that I want to protect her and make her laugh. I want to know what she thinks and the secret hopes she holds in her heart. But I thought I loved Veronica, and that fell to shit. I’m not ready to say those words again. To even think them too hard.
