I’ve found my way to his house. My love for him trailed me endlessly. I could feel my heart racing. Love, excitement, intensity. All crashing into one explosion.
I never did find the courage to knock. The door opened nonetheless. He peaked around the door as though I was some kind of freak.
“Can I… help you?” He speaks like we’re strangers. If I said yes, would I be a beggar? But if I said no, w...
