I wanted more seconds in a day.
I know that doesn’t sound like much, but it’s very significant for us. This could be a turning point.
"I know," I replied. And it is, but you see— I wish you didn’t have to go home. This house feels metaphorically damp, and all of the walls are made of cardboard.
I said while she frowned at me in her office. They’ve been getting along and smiling— Man they haven’t smiled in years. She shook her head, and we cried for the next twenty minutes. Well, I cried and she looked at me with teary eyes.
I held him tightly and exhaled. I counted much more slowly once I hit 25, and my breath caught at 30. This is it. The credits should roll and our song should play softly while we move on. Perhaps if the director wanted to inspire hope in the romantics, he’d include a quick scene of us sitting two tables away at a cafe/bookstore 20 years later. It’d end just before we recognize each other, because anything more would beg for a new story entirely, but sadly funding for a sequel will never come through. A diehard fan will popularize a zoomed in screen shot of our hands, revealing blurry gold bands on our ring fingers. The caption will read, “they moved on, and so should we,” and that will be the end.
If we don’t I hope it’s because we didn’t want to and not because we couldn’t.
Her left hand had a mind of it’s own and would never stay in time no matter how hard she tried. It always wanted to rejoin the right hand even if they were only supposed to be together every 17 notes.
I don’t know what I’d do without you.
Fireflies fly higher than I expect and I probably care too much. I want to shut down and close myself off for a bit. I’m really tired and I don’t know what I’m thinking besides, “stall, keep stalling.”
We talked about our home lives and the man smoking alone in his car. I think that I chain smoked, but I don’t really remember. That’s obviously a lie. I remember, but it feels better to say that I don’t for whatever reason. He asked me if I was ever in love. I didn’t reply even though the answer is obvious. It just felt too personal to share.
Everything feels wrong and out of place like I’ve been taken to another planet exactly like Earth except that I know that it isn’t.