on monday [h.s.] short story

week three

on monday: You told me you needed to take your medication. You didn't have to be embarrassed.

on tuesday: I decided to tell you that I liked you. You smiled.

on wednesday: Things were different and I was beginning to think you didn't like me.

on thursday: You proved me wrong.

on friday: I couldn't wipe the smile off my lips.

on saturday: You took me out on a "date." You were the best that could happen to me.

on sunday: I couldn't sleep because you were all I could think about.