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"So, what are your plans today?"
Sunlight snuck through a split in the curtains, illuminating our senses inch by inch. Sunday slowly started stripping the last remnants of a memorable weekend from our grasp.
She sat upward with her back facing me, as if attempting to shield her sleepy survey of the room.
Like the moon, I hardly witnessed her in entirety.
Literally- and, figuratively speaking.
“For once,” she started. “I actually have nothing planned. What about you?”
I paused before responding.
“I’d love to spent today getting even more lost in you. Let’s stop at Aurora Coffee to grab a couple lattes, then trade thoughts as we watch others scramble to obtain their daily doseage of caffeine. Afterward, I’d love to head to Freedom Park with you to relax and watch time pass….”
That’s what I wanted to say.
Unfortunately, being so forward would be sweet, but also simultaneously sabotaging due to the fact that she seemed to enjoy anything that was right outside of her reach.
She’d probably call me intense.
I’d disagree, proclaiming that I simply went where I was led.
What was I supposed to believe when her hands were down my pants on the first night we met?