Sunday, March 17, 2013

Perfect

So, Brian texts me and tells me that "I'm sorry to kiss and run but if I stayed much longer I wouldn't have wanted to leave at all. Kissing you was perfect."

Really?

Perfect?

I knew I was good and all but damn, perfect?

I tell him his kiss was good too, that I want to do that more. He says he's got lots of kisses for me. I tell him that makes me happy.

Today, I am smiling.

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