It had been almost two years since we first met and then the pandemic started. I had regretted not kissing you that night we were talking for hours in your bedroom almost every day since, and now that you were finally on your way to meet me at this beautiful beach house in Goa, it was all I could think about. I did some last minute push ups to try and release some of the energy that was building up inside me but every time I slowly brought my chest to the floor I imaged you under me and it made things worse.
Finally I heard the doorbell ring. I took a deep breathe, exhaled and then put on my N95 mask before checking the peephole in the door. I could see that you were nervous, taking some last minute deep breathes of your own. I laughed and opened the door.
“Hiiii-” your excitement quickly turned to confusion as you went to greet me and I took a step back and said “Whoa whoa, we’ve gotta maintain social distance, the pandemic isn’t over yet”. I tried to milk this moment for a bit longer but your expression made me instantly crack up so I took my mask off as I closed the door and smiled. “I’m joking!!”