Sometimes I still miss
Climbing up the stairs in the Delles
To that room at the end of the hall where you sleep,
And wrapping myself in the smell of you
Like chlorine and clean sheets and sunshine.
Sometimes I long for the sound of your voice at two in the morning
Asking to come inside.

Dear world/Daisy/stuff/life:
Stop being weird. You talk too fast, all of you.
Shiny.
Happy birthdays to thaliestra and nightstalker!
( meme. .. kinda scares me )