You said "I'll meet you at home" like it was ours.
We both froze in that moment - instant panic.
Through the kiss I hummed and "uh huh", but said "you mean your home" when I pulled away. Instant regret - I don't want you to think I'm pulling away, I'm just not ready. But when you said home, it was the first time someone let slip they thought of such a future with me. You thought I was enough to share a home with.
But I've been full of fear and anxiety all night, wondering when I'll ever actually feel like enough.