Option #1

Its called a "Crested" duck,

When they rock an afro like that.

If you've never seen one, you've got to look it up.

Its like, a gangster-ass-aflak.

Anyways,

As we simply laid there soaking in the beauty of the man-made lake,

this G decides to waddle through the water to talk to us.

I think you were intimidated by his swag.

But in the end, you won.

He watched as you subtly said,

"So, can I kiss you now?"

Of course, this was after an acceptable amount of courtship.

We walked to the park in the wind.

We talked of the dream film you'd written in your mind.

I told you my dreams of living in Venice.

You told me you used to be fat.

I told you I'm obsessed with my mother.

And, we kissed.

And, it was lovely.

I'm sorry for being offended when you grabbed my ass.

Honestly, I'd just never been grabbed by someone I'd spent less than 24 hours talking to.

But I grabbed yours back, and we laughed about it.

I kept making you laugh.

But I'm not usually a funny person.

For some reason, I was anything but nervous around you.

I felt I'd already won the battle.

I thought you were sold.

But then today, over text, you asked if you could get a return.

That, you couldn't do anything serious right now

And you wanted me to be on the same page.

I said, of course. Why would I think other wise?

We are on the same page.

The same page, in the same chapter,

but in two different books.

I wanted breakfast in a cabin.

I dreamt of you being so wrapped up in me,

that you wouldn't mind the distance.

But I don't know where I got the confidence.

I've never had very much swag.