What Light

On a branch near the top we tied a colored plastic ribbon. Red, yellow, or blue, depending on the height, to help us sort them later while loading the trucks. Any trees that remain untagged will be left to continue growing

“Forget logic,” he says. “Logic doesn’t know what you want.”

You get to be together while you do it.”

He touches my cheek with his hand and guides me toward him. His lips are so soft against mine, sweetened with peppermint. I lean farther in and get lost kissing him

There are so many things prickling in the back of my mind, threatening to take me out of this moment. But instead of worrying about anything, I close my eyes, lean forward, and allow myself to believe in us

This may be a shock coming from me,” I say, “but sometimes it’s okay not to define everything.”

He knows he’s causing trouble. I guess that’s what you do when you like someone who doesn’t like you back.

I’m sorry if we’re heavy,” I tell him.
“You haven’t cried or peed,” he says. “That puts you ahead of the game.”

, I would love to disappear somewhere uninterrupted with him.

“No matter what happens, it’s going to be bittersweet.”