Dunk dunk dunk.
Last night, I got the courage to ask you if you regretted us. "There are things I miss" you said. "But if I didn't have you, I'd miss more."
I don't want to be the strong one, but I don't want to be the weak one, either. Why does it feel like it's always one or the other? When we embrace, one of us is always holding the other a little tighter.
I don't like it when you use my shampoo, because then your hair smells like me, not you.
I never understood why anyone would have sex on the floor. Until I was with you and I realized: you don't ever realize you're on the floor.
It sounded like you were lifting me, but it all fell.
You never let things go unanswered for too long. Emails. Phone calls. Questions. As if you know the waiting is the hardest part for me.