Manic cola bubbles and the fear of crashing. The shift in conversation because I just can’t handle the words I love you. Two slices of white pizza because I don’t properly digest tomato sauce. It’s a small pizza shop been one of my favs since high school. I pick the table with two chairs and choose the seat facing away from the television. There was Parmesan cheese by the register but now that we’re tucked away in the back there’s no cheese to be found. I fold my pizza and tell him to watch as the grease drips from my crust. He looks at the tv and I rip my slice in half and take a bite. Friends is on and Phoebe is talking about how she lost her job. I don’t know, never really got into Friends. The only reason I know Phoebe is from The Smelly Cat song. …