[ Love isn't casual, which is what they feel like now. Day-in and day-out, it's just passing by comfortably. This, though, is something deeper and more sincere. It's a thought she can't quite solidify because she's never really let it linger, never really let it take hold of her. It simply was and perhaps had been longer than she'd even known, though in a very different way previously. It all was natural progression to end up at this point.
Well, maybe not this specific point. Standing in the fruit aisle staring at one another with mirrored looks of confusion. Did he need her to say it first, admit to it directly? She's sure he might just refute it as he had any new signs of affection at first whether it be "trial basis" or "we'll see" situations, but she accepts that about him and she's more than willing to put in the work and extra effort.
Her mind flutters the same way her stomach and chest does, draping like torn cobwebs throughout her insides. ]
I did, yes. Well, I didn't say it.
[ But she's almost impatient now, waiting for him to carry on. She asked him first and she wants to know now and her impatience stems from the fact she's certain, absolutely positive, that he must. Right? ]
where is it tho
Well, maybe not this specific point. Standing in the fruit aisle staring at one another with mirrored looks of confusion. Did he need her to say it first, admit to it directly? She's sure he might just refute it as he had any new signs of affection at first whether it be "trial basis" or "we'll see" situations, but she accepts that about him and she's more than willing to put in the work and extra effort.
Her mind flutters the same way her stomach and chest does, draping like torn cobwebs throughout her insides. ]
I did, yes. Well, I didn't say it.
[ But she's almost impatient now, waiting for him to carry on. She asked him first and she wants to know now and her impatience stems from the fact she's certain, absolutely positive, that he must. Right? ]