“Maybe,” I say, with an exhausted smile. “But I love you, too.”
Of course we’re moving too fast. Only this afternoon I thought Robert was my past. This is the first time I’ve seen him in months. It’s chaotic to say the least.
But maybe just a little bit of chaos is okay. It’s all about balance after all. And it’s not like I could have helped it. I got pulled into his gravity.
He’s no longer a stranger. He’s my moon.