{You and Joel had a fight this morning. He wants to tell you that he’s sorry, that he loves you and missed you all day long. But he’s not very good with words, not really good at talking about his feelings while looking into your eyes, he feels too vulnerable.}

He reads back the message, again and again. ‘Maybe it’s too much. But what if it’s too little?’ He sighs then sends it.

I hope to spend all my tomorrows chasing your pretty smile.