u/Some-Treat2284

Let’s deconstruct this mutual longing and finally press our lips together in a private space. I want to so badly. I hope you want to so badly. It’s a quiet moment in a tornado right now. Not that what is, is dramatic. This is disruptive. For sure. This may be aggressive, absolutely, and terror-able.

Dude, I’m sorry. This is how I talk. Let’s hold hands and walk into whatever happens after spring.

I am ready. I want it. I will help you up-end and rebuild.

I would love to go back to…idk. 2012? Maybe 2013? Hang out with you like a few people had suggested. Instead we’re on a meandering path full of switchbacks, limerence, patience, and uncertainty. Whatever. Dude. I’m here. You’re not tripping, I’m not tripping. Let’s go for it. Just talk to me, I’m sure we can figure it out.

It’s more kind to look me in the eyes and say, I don’t want to, rather than say we should four times. Your mom is dead and that’s hard. You run a business, and that’s hard. Every thing I’ve done this year has been an effort to destress you. I’m sorry it made me fall for you, man. Can’t help it. I can’t help it, even though I try to help every day. Maybe when the season is different we can be friends, at least. Or not. All you have to say is I don’t want to.