our ga ga story.
it was late at night and all he had on were briefs and suspenders. but, what he said changed my life. he fell in love with me just as easily as his sternum cracks. and just as loudly. he said i was anti-gravity, lifting me up in more than just a physical way. he tried cooking me fancy omellettes, french toast, even grilled some fruit. a la mode. it filled me up, added some weight to me. but despite his efforts, i kept floating on. it was working. a trip to miami made him sway his hips for the first time. shy, but i didn't care. it made him the perfect dancer because he was dancing with me. that night i taught him something new in spanish. i told him "te quiero". i still remember that smile. my favortie nights were the ones where we'd come home to my dark apartment. i wouldn't turn on any lights and i'd run off in the dark. my hiding spots were never well thought out. i have never wanted someone to find me so bad during a game of hide and seek.
to be continued..
to be continued..