I smile and pull back for a moment, not wanting things to get too far. She said she had a headache, right? Shouldn't push her then... I set my forehead against hers and quickly kiss her again.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I sigh, thinking, "Well...I just quit my job. We have to set up the gang and everything. So not marriage. Not yet, anyways. Too much planning...we won't have enough time."
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!