It’s been almost seven years since you used a game of truth or dare as an excuse to ask me out on this playground. Knowing we had to be a secret, knowing we had 2,112 miles about to be between us. Knowing we had no choice. I was yours before you asked. Yours before I looked at you. And seven years later I still can’t even look you in the eye without my stomach launching a rocket full of butterflies up through my heart. Let yourself fall. It’s the greatest gift the human heart can give you.










