I stayed inside all afternoon yesterday, watching the rain.
Everything was so quiet, and I just sat by the window, hearing the rain.
And then my phone rang. And it was her.
Beach Girl: I miss you, I just wanted to hear your voice.
I just couldn't answer. Her sweetness took every word out of my mouth.
I sat there, with her on my phone, watching the rain, and remembering every single time I had tried to get all this.
And thinking that maybe my stupid little life was finally getting somewhere, and that maybe everything I was looking for was with me, breathing quietly through my phone.
We were going to see a movie.
So I picked her up. Actually, I was about to do that, but she asked me to come inside. And of course, I did.
She said she was confused. She told me that maybe everything was going too fast. That maybe we should try to take things slowly.
And of course, I didn't.
I had left my house, so convinced that it was going to be the night that I would actually do what I felt that I had to do, that I didn't even stop for a second.
I kissed her.
She backed away.
Beach Girl: Are you sure we should do this?
I didn't answer. I just kissed her again.
And she backed away again.
Beach Girl: I really think that maybe we are going too fast.
I didn't try to kiss her again. I just looked at her.
She looked back, and smiled slowly and I knew she felt it too.
She kissed me and I stopped thinking that our movie had started half an hour ago.