No, You’re Weird.
him: Babe, when I die, I’m going to give you my heart. haha Like a creep. I already wrote it down. I’ll tell them to put it in a jar and give it to my beloved future wife.
me: … You’re putting it in a jar?
him: Yeah, to preserve it. And it’s yours.
me: Can I put a piece of it in a stone and wear it around my neck?
him: …
me: haha Is that weird?
him: Uhm… yeah.
me: -____- Says the one who is putting his heart in a jar.
The things we end up talking about. I love it.