A/ We didn’t talk for a couple days about what happened between us and when we tried everything was weighed down in the way things are after a pool party when you are a kid with water in your ears and chlorine in your eyes and you’re exhausted and not sure you’ve had that much fun and all you really want is a towel that covers your whole body and makes it so you can forget about everything. Forget about everything that happened between us.
B/ We talked for months in halls between classes and out on the quad tucked under trees or out in the sun and ended up figuring out one another’s schedules pretty completely without letting on that we had but knowing that it was not by mere coincidence that we saw so much of one another though we would pretend it was. Pretend it was fated and not designed.
A/ I’m going. I’m going back to where I was before, hoping that that distance will let us go back to what we were before.
B/ I’m coming to see you. I’m coming to be with you I have decided but haven’t let on. It hardly matters really. When I think about it, really think about it, through everything else, this is always what I have wanted. And the decision has been difficult but the rest will be easy. This. Us. We.—meant to be.
A/ I was worried about losing you as a friend which is why I hesitated but then I gave in because I wanted us to be something more or maybe because I just wanted to see you naked or just knew that I could and that I might regret having not which I probably would have but now—knowing—I wish I was better than all the King’s men and horses and we were less fragile than a poorly positioned egg.
B/ Let the world around us just fall apart
Baby we can make it if we’re heart to heart
And we can build this dream together
Standing strong forever
Nothing’s gonna stop us now.
A/ Man, fuck Starship.
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