2008

i feel like you should be here for this coming winter, it’s strange though, because it’s the summer thoughts that remind me of you most. but still, there is something, something that belongs outside on a cold, sunny day- shuffling through leaves at the brisk pace that our legs take us. you are scarves and jeans and jackets. you’re my thoughts when the car is cold in the morning. you are the vine that grew near the window, reaching towards my bed. i hope while i’m asleep i find it wrapped around me to come and take me away…