I've found myself holding on tighter and tighter to his shirt every night ( Read more... )

I want to sit and cry about all that I have missed, or sit and cry about all I will miss in the future ( Read more... )

I love picnics.


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Who knew that November 10th-13th could be such wonderful days in the year?

Poor secrets, my small and fragile hands can't keep you within grasp.
You cry as your contents are spilt before all those open eyes.
So many pairs, surely some would understand. But even though they
scrutinize your face, they are unconcerned with what you say.

Sometimes I want nothing more than to learn ( Read more... )

I'm excited.
I'm so completely enthralled with my plans for the future.

I've become spontaneous, in a way that suprises others. I'm not use to sudden decision making.

The next few days will be filled with
love.

Giggling, kissing, hand-holding,
smiling, wishing, hoping, dreaming and
an occasional silly face. <-------------------- Now THAT is love.

I've never longed for a coloring book like I do right now.

On October 12th in Seattle, Washington, I will get to see Mewitthoutyou with Coheed and Cambria, and The Brothers ( Read more... )

A new one ( Read more... )