Seraph and I traversed the rocky path leading to Rome Point. Down the beach to the bend at Rome Bay, we settle on some rocks. i unload cheese, wine, bread and grapes, unsure if she will eat any.
Our time is always marked by this pattern: find an activity, talk about things that would bore some, and then, maybe, kiss. i had been thinking all day that i would end the date telling her i am only interested in being friends.
Instead i tell her about the attempt. i tell her because i fear i come off negative, and want her to understand what feeds it. i am not sure it was a good idea, but i don't regret it. i ask again about how she gets her positivism, and the answer always assures me in it's simplicity.
After an hour, we pack up and walk back down the beach for the path. Entering the first part of the path, a circle opens making a natural planetarium- the stars, which had been slowly taking us in back on the rocks, now spill out in an ocean. Sensing that she does not want to leave, i suggest we spread the blanket on the ground and watch the stars. It is still hard to tell if you are being straightforward with me when i ask "Do you want to...?"
We spend three hours on the ground, looking for stars hardest to see, seeing five shooting stars and finally kiss. i don't remember why i want to become just friends.
