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With us?
I ask.
Yes, genius.
With us.
Lyric sighs.
You got me out here
on this treacherous-ass ice
again
so, what happens next?
I take a breath
and slide myself
closer to her on the ice
so that I am just inches
away from her mouth
and can look her in the eye.
All around us, people whiz by
but it feels like
we are in our own bubble.
I hold Lyric’s gaze.
I’m sorry,
I start.
I’m so sorry.
I messed this all up.
But if you’re willing
I’d like for us to try again, IRL.
It’s not the
speech I had planned,
but it feels honest
and to the point.
Before Lyric can respond
