Are you happy? she asks him, sinking into the folds of the soft couch. I’m never happy, he replies. She smiles at this. And then he does too.
Tagged: Love (951)
t 4795
I made her cry today, a new low for me, my descent almost complete. Maybe I’ll take her out for pizza tonight. Since she hates pizza so much.
T 4791
He returns home with a present and she says, All the shirts you buy me are too small, but she wears them anyway and that’s why he loves her.
T 4773
I want to bathe in the fountain of youth, he tells her, taking her hand. You seem young to me, she says. He sighs. But I smell old, he says.
T 4233
He flew to Paris. And then to Melbourne. And then to Tokyo. And then to Miami. Then he flew home. And she was still there, eating his pizza.
T 4232
He put his finger in her dimple and said, I could lose myself in there, and she smiled and he lost his finger outright and never got it back.
T 4216
He feels caught in a whirlpool. Or an eddy, he says; he could never tell the difference. Nonetheless she is gone. He feels seasick about it.
T 4205
That couple, arguing about whether or not their dinner constitutes a date, have no future. My wife of many years thinks they do. So we argue.
T 4202
He called his mother. I’m in love, he told her. She’s no good for you, his mother said. And then she screamed into the phone like a banshee.
T 4188
Is this omniscience? I can feel everything you feel. I read your thoughts. Your moods. Your desire. I don’t crave this knowledge. Let me in.
