my soul cries

[serpentineheart]

The stars were every so vibrant and stunning earlier this evening, it made me miss home. The home of the heart: his prescence. Oh, I wish I could sigh the loneliness out of me. But hope of seeing his face again is pulling me through.

I love him as a person, with flaws and weaknesses. I love the Josh who is impatient just as much as I love him as the saxophone player. He is not perfect, but to me he's
as close to heavenly perfection as I will get.