I am on a video call right now with her, and it’s making for the best morning I could possibly have. She got distracted by my talking and missed her bus stop, so I know she’s feeling some type of way. Enamored is I. I look into her eyes; a beautiful sky, pollocked of steel blue rain. I am breaking through the ice, and I intend to traverse the deep waters of Europa. I’m finding it hard to care if I make it back. I just want to get wet. Some things in life take whole-hearted dedication, for you’ve got to forget you’re falling if you want to fly.
Since I kissed her, I’ve only had to believe 6 impossible things before breakfast.