I folded his fingers into his palm and wrapped his thumb around the outside. A fist. This is your heart, I told him.
And I cupped both of my hands around his fist and squeezed.
And this is mine.
Then he took his heart out from inside mine and molded my hand into a fist,
and put his hands around it.
We went camping all weekend.
The camp ground was closed so we crawled under the barrier, and we were the only people in the entire woods, sitting by a fire, trading stories.
After dark, we walked to the road and the whole Milky Way was laid out above us.
It was like someone took handfuls of stars and threw them in every direction,
sprinkling the sky with light as far as you could see.
And I was already tipsy from his fancy beer, and I looked at him and said,
I didn't know you were possible. And he smiled, and shook his head.
And so I took another sip, and maybe it is the alcohol talking, not me.
That's Venus, he said, pointing.
I feel so small and insignificant looking at that, like the world is so big and overwhelming.
But with you the world is not so bad.
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