we walked and talked about everything. exchanging stories and laughing about childhood experiences and everything in between -likes and dislikes, families and friends, and the relationships of our past. how we gave our all, how they didn't work out.
we knew that something wasn't right, but opposites attract, right?
so moving forward. we continued walking and discovering. at times, it was more than we were ready for, with trembling fingers, floating butterflies, and awkward kisses. we danced and drove in circles.
and we talked. talked. and talked some more.
about music, coffee, museums, ambitions, and language barriers. we drank good beer, coffee, and whatever else we could get our hands on. we drank each other, always wanting more than was appropriate.
we continued until it blew up, in a million pieces, feelings, tears, and hugs falling all over the place, like dirty laundry.
but we had great chemistry, he had a good heart, and i missed holding hands.
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