"now you're knockin' at my door"

It was a wonderful day yesterday. Sunburn, manicure, short reception, Renaissance outfits, and a very, very happy couple, who are both, I'm sure, finally relaxing on their week-long honeymoon.

Which sucks, because what just happened right as we turned in my driveway back here is something I need to ask the groom about. Damn it.

Eff. You, I'm not sure you can handle it. I want to be honest with you, because I will always only feel friendship, but I don't want to hurt you. I don't know how to do this.

You don't want me. I hate being a heartbreaker (if it turns out to hurt that badly). This is not what I wanted. Not at all.

At least I have a head start on a summer glow. Hopefully.