Crrookkd Pavement

I looked around at the dark store fronts as we made the long trek back
to her car. It was errie.

was thos really going to happen again? As we approached her car my
heart was pounding against my ribcage.

I led her towards the backseat and kissed her with a year of pent up
frustration and anticipation. The windows fogged up almost comically
fast.

‘i don’t remember us being this passionate before,’ she said almost regretfully.

I tried not to let the meaning of that comment rain on the parade that
is a perfect moment.