I once mustered up the courage to say I love you to a guy, and his response was a total buzzkill. Heresponded with silence, followed by a long chug from his beer, and threw in a nice, loud burp as a conclusion.
He didn’t even semi-romantically burp I love you, tooin the semi-talented fashion that some people burp out the ABCs. He didn’t say anything back when I told him that I was extra smitten with him, which wasn’t something I said on the reg. I reserved those three words for only a few, select people who made my heart feel like bubble wrap when they’d hug me hello.
The next morning, the beer-burper said: Do you remember what you said to me last night?
And I didn’t. Well, I did, but I didn’t want to.
Yeah, I responded.
Well, he began, slowly. I think, umm, maybe, I feel the same?