Friday, June 04, 2010

she also considers me World's Most Laid Back Man.


When she says something like the following — "I don't think I could ever be mad at you" — it's likely meant as an off-the-cuff remark, surely not as definitive as it rests inside my mind. She's said it more than once, too, and instead of my wanting to prove her wrong or trying to find some way to correct her, I allow it with a smile. That's a statement not meant to make me happy, even, but it does. And, though we aren't dating or lovers or even wanting to toy with either, each having gone down that road and preferring solitude — we're far too old to live out that dream — I ought to scoop her up. I ought to surround myself with a life free of arguments, for her sake and mine. That'd be one of those slices of bliss. We won't, you know, but she'll say it again. Maybe on Sunday afternoon. And it'll mean a jolt and a surge. I'll say thank you with a smile. Maybe two.

1 comment:

Kilee said...

You're never too old to "live out that dream"...you silly, silly man. No one...and I mean no one, can put an age on love. It's because of love that makes age so sweet. :)