there is a desperation in writing about you - the words, never fitting, almost seem to dare to take away the beauty. your lips tease my own, and you smile - the vibrancy - the colors of your room...reds & oranges...
there is still an absence of words, i can struggle for them, but they're too close. and even then, the curve of your lips rewrites my history. kissing you says more than i ever could.
...and the music swims back to me
what a day. i'm home from school for too many reasons to count.
ANI CONCERT IN TEN DAYS!!!
oh man jenn. AND YOUR DRUMSET.
...this cadence begins again.
i'm gonna go make something of myself
...or something.
and a side note;
danielle & kevin. finally. ♥
seeing as how danielle is, in fact, my hetrosexual life partner. this makes me ineffably happy.