"Everyone thinks I'm insane for loving you. Mom and Dad thinks I should marry a nice lawyer from a small town who has a big heart and a closed mind," I told her looking deep into her electric blue eyes. "Is that what you want, Kasey? You want to marry someone who you don't love. And yeah, you are insane for loving a person like me because I'm equally insane for loving you. When you're not looking, I count the strands of hair in your head. And I have a whole journal filled with nothing but your initials. I sometimes count the freckles on your face and I take notice of how you smell like you splashed your self in water from the Bahamas every time you visit me. I analyze the moons above your cuticles on each hand and at midnight when the world is too quiet, I stand on my apartment building and shout 'I love Kasey White and one day I would like to change her last name to Robinson. Forget what these homophobic Georgians think!'
"I-I never knew you felt so strongly of me," My cheeks flushed a bright rouge. So bright that from a distance, someone would think I was a traffic light.
"And that's only half of it, baby" She said taking a deep puff from her cigar looking into the distance.
"Only half of it"