Love Redesigned

“Dahlia?”

“Yeah?”

“Te amo.”

“I wish I could be the type of person who doesn’t give a damn about probability statistics and worst-case scenarios, but that’s not who I am.”

“Nice color.”

“It’s my favorite.”

I know.

“For a second, I thought you had feelings for me.”

“Only the negative type.”

He stares up at me like one does the sun—in equal parts pain and wonder.

“Where are we going?” I ask after a minute.

He lowers the volume. “One of my construction sites.”

“I swear I’ll haunt you forever if I end up being buried beneath six feet of concrete tonight.”

“I’m flattered you want to hang around me for all eternity.”

“You might not believe my words now, but I won’t stop until you do. So go ahead and try to push me away, but you already know based on our history that I will stop at nothing to prove you wrong.”

Little by little, your cons annoyingly started making their way over to the pros column.”
Her laugh comes

Life without you was a series of pros and cons. Risks and rewards. Black and white with very few shades of gray. But then you came back and flipped a switch inside me, flooding my world with color after a ten-year blackout, and I don’t plan on giving that up. Not now. Not ever.”

I can’t believe you bought a lakefront mansion because I was bored.