States of Water | Splinter Generation

She's saying her vows, the careful words she practiced last night with me as Zach's stand-in. Wearing the heels we were trying to break in, we stood holding hands on the balcony of our apartment, half-giggling as she recited love-words. The reception music pulses on, ... He tucks his hair behind his ears in a self-conscious way, and I want to tuck myself back there too, to lie inside his hoop earring like a hammock, curl up until all this is over. His earlobes look soft. ...