Imagine Me

To the world, she is formidable.

To me?

She is the world.

To the world, she is formidable.
To me?
She is the world.

And then, even though I know it’s going to piss him off, I say to Nazeera:
“Warner and J were engaged.”

“That sounds awful.”

“What does it feel like?”

“I was thinking about how much I love you,”

“Hey,” Nazeera says, her voice suddenly close. “I have a feeling I’m about four months away from falling madly in love with you, so please don’t get yourself killed, okay?”

“Hey,” Nazeera says, her voice suddenly close. “I have a feeling I’m about four months away from falling madly in love with you, so please don’t get yourself killed, okay?”

“You’re not even going to pretend it’s not true?” I rip open a foil container. More potatoes. “You won’t even pretend you don’t know that the entire world finds you attractive?”

“Was that a confession?”

“You wish, dickhead.”

I look up. She’s smiling.

Ugh, so pretty.