Youre in a car with a beautiful boy and he wont tell you that he loves you but he loves you. And you feel like youve done something terrible like robbed a liquor store or swallowed pills or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt and youre tired. Youre in a car with a beautiful boy and youre trying not to tell him that you love him and youre trying to choke down the feeling and youre trembling but he reaches over and he touches you like a prayer for which no words exist and you feel your heart taking root in your body like youve discovered something you didnt even have a name for.
Have you ever noticed how when youre happy time seems to pass by fast while when youre miserable it goes real slow Life would have been a blink with you whether it lasted a millennium or a month.