I sat down with her at the table and took the first sip of my coffee. It burnt my tongue badly and left an awful numbing feeling on the tip. I scraped at it with my teeth with no use.
“So how was class?” I asked

“Awesome, we had a conversation about good and evil. It really got me thinking. Like have you ever considered a really bad moment in your life is actually a great thing. Think about it. How do you know something is great?”

“I don’t know” I replied interested in where this conversation could possibly go.

“You know something’s great because you have experienced something awful. If you’re entire life you only experienced great things what would make them great. They would just become average and then you would have to have even greater and greater, like an addict, you need to keep a balance between good and bad. Think of a homeless man he is sure to experience a lot of bad, but when someone gives him a little something it is great to him because he is not used to having anything. He’s stuck in a bad funk. The whole conversation really got me thinking though of what else that could possibly apply to. Like if a person has always been loved and nurtured, does that person not feel love so intensely as someone who has never been loved? Like you for example you always said you felt love to a small scale, but never too intensely your whole life. Like your Mom and Dad were always too busy arguing with each other and paid less attention to you and you and your sister’s never had a real close relationship, so you never really had that bond either and you never really fell in love with any girls for awhile because you said none of them made any sense to you and they all seemed too fake, but then when you found me you said you felt as though you could marry me after only three months together. Do you think your love for me is just being over played because of your lack of love in your childhood?

“No, I don’t think so.” I replied

“The whole conversation just started thoughts flying through my head a hundred miles an hour and that sent my nerves going wild because I thought I was coming on to all these great ideas, but then I thought hundreds of people have already had all these thoughts and then I worried about what would happen with me and you and It scared me. That was the first time I ever even thought about what would happen if we split up. I must be talking too fast look at all these people staring at me”

“No we will stay together, I promise. I love you” I said

“Good, now you want to make a show for all these peepers and get out of here.”

“What do you got in mind?” I wondered

“Follow my lead”

Smack, she slapped me in the face and got up screaming.

“You asshole why would you?” and she turned and stormed out.

I ran out after her and she was standing against the wall outside waiting for me and she pulled me close and pushed my lips right into hers.