last night erik and i took a long drive out into the country. it is like a different world out there. the sky is clear, and everything is calm. i have never seen so many stars in my life. he wrapped me up in blankets and we sat out and watched the stars. i was overcome with emotion. sometimes life is really beautiful. he stopped me from shaking. tonight we walked out to my dock and sat on the bench by where the river meets the land. we watched the sunset, and enjoyed a comfortable silence, which was occasionally broken by sharing childhood memories. i saw a plane that left a hot pink streak across the dark sky. i wanted to take a picture of it. i don't ever want to forget tonight. i love you.
i roll the window down,
and then begin to breathe in
the darkest country road,
and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat,
as you are driving me home.
then looking upwards,
i strained my eyes and try to
tell the difference between
shooting stars and satellites,
from the passenger seat
as you are driving me home.
do they collide?
i ask, and you smile.
with my feet on the dash
the world doesn't matter.
some random, old pictures i found
my eighteenth birthday, at about three in the morning
lindsey the drunk at the christmas party
again, christmas partyyyyy
muslims
madeline and her dog
me as a cat, looking at a cat
bennett's best
bennett's best
jessica and i, i miss her a lot... i still don't even know what happened
homecoming
fourth of july
ocean city