sometimes i wonder what we would have been if i had given him that pencil.
him: you look beautiful like that.
me: like what?
him: how you are now.
me: uh... thanks?
him: i knew i did something right when i picked the one with a sunroof.
me: i can't get arrested for being up here, right?
him: arrested for what? being happy? never.
me: you know what i mean.
him: always do.
me: i can drive, if you want. you should try it out.
him: nah, it's alright. i'm happy right here.
me: if you say so.
him: it's a nice view.
me: shush, you're ruining the moment.
him: okay.
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Randomi needed to write down almost everything he had said, to reassure myself that he had been real, that we were something that lasted; at least for a little while. - nina [ © jude rigor two-thousand-&-thirteen ]
