the night was the usual.
starting with hi then another hello and we started talking. the topics were odd, strange things people would truly laugh about. then there were stars, chocolates, sex, puppies - everything else that we were wondering about.
then it went past 2AM, and you told me you had to sleep, and my chest started to sink.
good night, you typed.
good night, i typed back. i love you.
. . . backspace. backspace. backspace. backspacebackspacebackspacebackspace -
and of course, i didn't send the last one. now that wasn't anything unusual.
(but then we both woke up around 4AM and ended up talking our hearts out) (again)
