Tuesday, May 11, 2010
You kissed me in the rain under your umbrella at the bus stop. I don't know why you did, but I just wanted to say thank you, because I have been wanting you to do that since I met you. Don't worry, I haven't told anyone, and I don't plan to. I won't even tell you, not to your face at least.
Anyway, you are the Professor Bear to my Jo, and I will remember that moment and wish I had been a little more carpe diem about it, but it's sweetness and brevity were probably correlated, so I'm glad I held back and watched you walk away, instead of chasing after you like my feet wanted me to. —Louisa May