“ Drunk text me. Text me when the music is loud and there are girls dancing around you and you’re not quite coherent and you’re not quite yourself. Drunk text me that you love me or that you miss me or that I’m on your mind. Let the alcohol tell me all the things you won’t say sober. ”
“ He held her waist and pulled her close to him.
She was staring at his eyes, dumbfounded.
He kissed her.
She said, “You know it’s over. You shouldn’t be doing this.”
He said, “I know. I just want to remember how a good kiss felt like.
So when I kiss her, I can make it perfect.” ”