“I’m at the wrong house. It took me three hours and running through the rain to figure it out but I’m at the wrong place. I thought this was my adventure; I thought you were my new adventure but… there’s nothing new about this feeling… about standing here and feeling like there’s some hole somewhere in me that is still empty. I thought I was supposed to be here, I thought I was supposed to be in love with you because like something romantic, like I’ve always been in love with you… but… I Haven’t. And it took me coming here and… I’m sorry. I’m at the wrong house.”

“This is your new adventure, you said that.”

“I know, but it’s not. Its the adventure I’ve been on, over and over, thinking that this time we’ll go somewhere different, we’ll see something different, I’ll feel something different. But I don’t. All I feel is that I am in the wrong place. And I always have been.”

“You don’t have to go.”

“Yeah, yeah I really do. I know where my new adventure is. I’ve known for awhile. I just took a wrong turn.”

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“Hey.”

“Hey.”

“There’s music playing in your head, isn’t there?”

“How could you tell?”

“You’re smile is crazy big like when you’re thinking about romantic comedy scenes.”

“You’re good.”

“You’re wet.”

“I’m supposed to say something witty and cute here but I’m kinda out of breathe.”

“We’ll skip that step, then.”

(kiss)