A/N: None of the LO:CI characters belong to me. Thanks to Mr. Wolf for sharing.
Twenty-Five Days
It's Friday night, January 20th. It was a busy week for us and we were grateful when 6:00 p.m. arrived – the start of the weekend -- time to unwind. You were heading to your sister's, for your weekly visit with your nephew. I was heading home. Here. My empty apartment.
I grabbed the tv remote and settled onto the couch while untwisting the cap from a Guinness.
It's Friday night, January 20th.
That means it's twenty-five days until Valentine's Day.
Twenty-five days for me to work up the courage to tell you everything I've kept bottled up inside for the past five years.
Will this be the year? Will I send you a dozen red roses? A pound of Godiva chocolates? A romantic, soul-baring greeting card?
Will I finally tell you how much I love you?
Or will I chicken out? Again.
Like last year.