ready.
he says 'i love you' before he closes the door of our apartment, making sure to lock it. i stay in bed, in our bed, and can hear his boots like hooves on the hardwood all the way to the buildings entrance.
this is the first time in three years that i have been where i wanted as the new year approaches; the first time in three years that i have felt this certain grace; the first time in three years that a boy has told me 'i love you.'
this is the first time in three years that i have been where i wanted as the new year approaches; the first time in three years that i have felt this certain grace; the first time in three years that a boy has told me 'i love you.'