On Stealing My Heart Away

I saw Mr. Match for drinks last night. We sat and did the crossword puzzle. That boy absolutely knows how to steal my heart away.

I hadn't seen him for two or three weeks, but we slipped right back into that comfort zone that we've had since almost the day we met. He admits that he doesn't know what he wants. Sounds like we're right about at the same place.

One foot in front of the other . . . .