You be the anchor that keeps my feet on the ground, I'll be the wings that keep your heart in the clouds.

And honestly, I have been begging for answers

I said no. We were only a few blocks away. I said no anyway. This is why. 

I'd have walked in distracted. I'd have looked up and given you a vacant hello. You'd  have said Hi in that way you do when I greet you while still partly in my head and I would have laughed softly. You'd have actually look at me then and realized I'd been crying and you would have asked me What's wrong?
Nothing. I'm fine.

Keira. You'd have said it in a way that cares. And then I'd have melted on the inside, because the outside is already stained with tears. And then I would have been a puddle who only had a few words. 

I'm in love with you. 

I don't know what would have happened then. I just know that in that moment, it would have been very much a truthful statement. 

I didn't though. Because it's one of those nights, when everything is terribly correct and things are going wrong but nothing bad can happen. So it's true right now. I don't know if it will be as true in the morning. Or the next time I try to start a story. Or when I wake up at two am to pee, or when I'm walking her to class or when I play that last run in Tornado. I need to be sure. I need to be as sure of it as I am when I walk out of history every day. 

And now you're probably thinking I'm ridiculous. Story of my life.  

I missed 11:11 twice today.