Foolish.

Anyway I looked at it, the word always flashed in the back of my eyeballs. 

It felt like hours, centuries, as we both were stuck here. 

Small circular space, made smaller with added in 'furniture'.

Windows wide for us to see the city below. This wasn't romantic, more insane if anything. 

Glancing at my side, your goofy smiles shined a little too bright.

Guilt flooded my conscience, you tried to make this fun for the both of us, yet here I was freaking out because of my fear of heights and cramped spaces. 

You must of felt my tense atmosphere, because you held my hand, made me face you and your smiling eyes pushed every fear away. 

"So my plan worked?"

...A kiss on the side of your lip and a light punch on your arm.

Your foolish plan worked...

..And I fell for it.