This post has been de-listed
It is no longer included in search results and normal feeds (front page, hot posts, subreddit posts, etc). It remains visible only via the author's post history.
In March we meet for a drink. I look dapper and you look darling, and we talk about all the things we love while our fingers graze. At the end, I kiss you on the cheek.
In May we walk along the water. You're taller than I remember. We hold hands and talk about all the things we long for. We embrace and envision more.
In July we share a bed. It's slow and intense and better than we imagined.
In the fall we lie under the sheets and talk of changing seasons and broken dreams.
In December we wonder what's happening on the other's end, wishing it were different.
In a year we lie skin on skin and exult in the complicated fuck-all gratitude of it.
In two we feel impatient, but satiated.
In five years they go off to college, and we find a cabin on a lake where we talk and cook and drink and dance and feel.
In ten years we look back and wonder how it all happened, how we found this space for us in this wild life. We both have streaks of gray. And we sign up for another ten.
Subreddit
Post Details
- Posted
- 4 hours ago
- Reddit URL
- View post on reddit.com
- External URL
- reddit.com/r/Affairs/com...