And I know I'm right... for the first time in my life.
It was our "6 month anniversary" (for want of a better phrase), and we sat on the pavement, the sun skimming the periphery of our own little world. Our hands were interlaced as you talked to me about your life, fears and dreams. I crunched my way through 20c sherbet bombs that stuck my teeth together. I saved the licorice one to give to your mum.
You asked me what I thought of you. I said nothing, because my teeth hurt from the sweets. I just kissed you on the cheek to say what I meant to say and what I thought you already knew.
That's what this relationship has become.
And I like it.
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I love how every rainbow has a shadowy, paler version beside it. :)