OCD// a.g - t.a

16

December 1

tate asked me out on a date today. of course i said yes. we had gotten in the car and he drove me to a small forest.

"what are we doing here tate?" i had asked.

he hadn't replied he had just grabbed my hand and smiled. we had walked and soon stopped in front of a small waterfall with a picnic set up nearby.

i had a great time and for the first time in what felt like forever i was genuinely happy.

i didn't need soap, mops, brooms, or sponges. i had tate and that was all the mattered.