she fed me candy.  We climbed into the bed and it was so warm.  I drank the glass of milk and lazily let the empty container fall overturned on the floor.  i woke up several times and reminded myself that i was here.

I broke through the glass wall and we both giggled, mostly because my hand started bleeding.  we picked up where we left off and neither of us stuttered.  My arms got cut as we jumped in but the alarm still hadn’t gone off so we knew this was going to be a success.  Ripping through the curtains and yelling I felt like Indiana Jones in Raiders of the Lost Ark in that scene where he put his hands through all the cobwebs (but I felt even more bad ass because I was doing this with thick linen curtains).  Usually when I do scary shit like this I close my eyes but I was so excited I opened them.  for a few minutes all i could see was you — the real you.

We got it!  We stole through the back window and as my left foot left that damned windowsill I tripped and cut my leg open but this wasn’t like the others, it was gushing.  You tore off your sweater and wrapped my leg and kissed my forehead.  the way you looked at me i knew it was done out of love, not out of excitement or whim.  We got out of the ally, and I turned the other way, throwing a glass of water directly into the toaster.  you followed me and we ran in an unknown route together with excitement in our eyes.  We might have executed the same fake robbery twice a week for the past four months but we’re still not predictable.

That’s all I needed to know.