I said, These weeks together the food, the talking, the walking it has been everything. If the rest of my life were eating pasta by your side, staring at the sea, thatd be some life.
I said, four years ago I wasnt brave enough to tel
And can I get you anything else? he asked, making me stop talking to the rest of the table long enough to look up and acknowledge him for the first time.
Oh, I thought, forgetting the rest of my sentence.
He was my favourite kind of wait
I want to remember how good this feels, I said to myself out loud, wading into the sea with my arms splashing clear blue water up the skies, laughing, finding myself in the most exquisite of states: contentedness. This. This is the feeling I