[It would be so easy to just do this forever. And he wants to. So for a while, he pretends like he can - like they don't need to ever breathe or move or leave, like they don't have responsibilities to anyone but each other. That's what it feels like, anyway. Like Joseph is the beginning and ending of everything, his whole world packed into one person. It's felt like that for so long it just seems natural now.]
[He pulls Joseph back against the door and kisses him until he forgets what time it is, or who started this, or if he's actually breathing or not. He kisses Joseph until he absolutely has to stop, and even then he only pulls away half an inch, and their noses brush, and he just stares and stares and he can't stop, it's impossible.]
[His voice comes out rough and choppy, words halting; it's difficult because he just wants to repeat I love you until words don't mean anything anymore, but he has to say this.]
I'm sorry I was so angry. With you. It wasn't your fault.
Perdonatemi, per favore. . . . Forgive me? Please.
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[He pulls Joseph back against the door and kisses him until he forgets what time it is, or who started this, or if he's actually breathing or not. He kisses Joseph until he absolutely has to stop, and even then he only pulls away half an inch, and their noses brush, and he just stares and stares and he can't stop, it's impossible.]
[His voice comes out rough and choppy, words halting; it's difficult because he just wants to repeat I love you until words don't mean anything anymore, but he has to say this.]
I'm sorry I was so angry. With you. It wasn't your fault.
Perdonatemi, per favore. . . . Forgive me? Please.