60 days without you.
Two months.
A lot can happen in 60 days.
What do you want, Kels?
That was the question you’d always ask me.
Whatever you want.
That was the response.
If I was the one responding, it was because I didn’t want to make a choice.
I was afraid of making the wrong choice.
Choosing the wrong restaurant
Or the wrong glass of wine
Or the wrong dessert.
I don’t think you even like dessert that much
But we always ordered dessert
Because you know I loved it.
I don’t love it that much anymore.
In case you were wondering.
If you were the one responding, it was because you were trying so hard to make me happy.
I couldn’t have made the wrong choice.
You’d sit down at any restaurant,
Drink any glass of wine
Share any dessert
As long as it was with me.
Because you wanted me to have whatever I wanted.
Whatever I want.
It looks so simple when you write it out.
Simple.
That’s funny.
