A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that exchange came more.
It was nice to borrow a slice of extra time.
You chose to live here now. You should try to live in the present.
You know, when you're unhappy you don't have the strength left to take care of others. But it doesn't mean you don't love them.
Telling the truth can be a dirty job.
