I wrote this a while ago, in a fit of anguish, when I thought of all the things that were wrong and all the things I hadn’t ever quite gotten around to telling her. I never did tell her this part, sadly, but nonetheless, it is the one thing I can walk away knowing for [...]
For a few weeks now, my brother had been bugging me to see (500) Days of Summer. He was pretty insistent that I watch it, starting from my first big awkward talk with her, when I mentioned to him all the ways I felt confused and stupid and hurt in my relationship, and how I [...]
nb: this post probably won’t make sense in your rss reader. better to read the original. trust me. We were stretched out on her couch, her head on my shoulder, and I was awash in the bliss of feeling close, not just physically so, but in the sense that what I had wanted and hoped [...]
“Your hands are always so warm,” she says. He’s never quite sure what to make of it or what to say whenever she brings it up. Maybe something snarky or witty, he thinks—no, that would kill the mood and turn her off. Maybe something disarmingly charming, though it is always difficult when put on the [...]
He asks the question every time, and her answer is always different, but always the same: a soft, exhaling laugh; a whisper; a small nod, eyes closed, her nose brushing against his.
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