mellow and colly
despite my sudden unexplainable drop in mood at the moment, life is extremely and incredibly perfect. my parents are really turning around to the way they see him. letting him drive the car is one big step, even if it is around the corner to repark. they don't accuse me of anything. they've gained trust in me again. i even have a new vibrant wardrobe waiting for me on my bed. recent events have ridden under my skin in through my veins and are crawling through my mind as we speak, but in the end i still have trust that present perfection is too strong to willingly give into the pressure. he fits so perfectly into everything. my life was a puzzle with a missing peice until he showed up, perfect crevices and nooks. metaphors sound so silly when i'm talking about love anymore. but saying them even blatantly could never express how i feel. it's a taboo emotion, and those who are lucky enough to understand it don't need my words to know how i'm feeling. i'm not an elitist, just lucky and in love.