a place where every light is green

nouraabdul:

“I want to take you out for coffee, lunch, and dinner,” he told her.

“To all three?” She asked.

“Yes,” he said, “To all three. Repeatedly, on separate occasions, over and over again.”

“Oh.” she breathed and with a smile, added, “But why?”

“Because,” he murmured, “life’s too short and I’ve found you too late. I need every waking breath to make you fall in love with me; repeatedly, on separate occasions, over and over again.”