He walks unperturbed through the landscape of my life, stepping on little minefields, while I watch open-mouthed wondering which one will finally tear him apart. But he continues regardless.
"So will you come over home and we could hang out?"
"Maybe you should spend a few days with me at my place..."
"Let's plan a short trip together."
"I love you."
"Baby, you have to stop saying that, it's just scary..."
"I know, I know.. even I wouldn't know what to do if you said it back to me..."
"I'm not saying anything back to you.."
"I know."
The background track changed to "Something Stupid".
He smiled at me as I wondered why I wasn't panicking.
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