miles and miles

spray cheese

oliver is smiling at her,

his head in his hand and his

room dim.

she blushes.

"what?"

"you're so beautiful."

she blushes some more.

"I just ate my weight in

turkey. I can't even button my pants."

they laugh.

"you're still beautiful."

"you're cheesy."

"i'm not surprised, I ate three

cans of spray cheese today."

she covers her mouth in laughter,

staring into his eyes.

"why?"

he shrugs.

"boredom."

"remember when we ate two

tubs of ice cream that night?"

"and we couldn't fall asleep until

five in the morning and woke up with

stomach aches? yeah."

they laugh, placing their hands on their

screens and wishing for

just a single second, a flash in

time, that distance doesn't exist.

"one month."