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maple leaves.
ohhh and it remains the same. i suppose i knew it would. the same as in perfectly placed. perfectly timed. our signs are supposed to be fiery and passionate, but i feel the heat is one sided. i am radiant while he is cool. and physically his warm body encompasses my ever-frozen flesh. the way his mouth moves over my body and how his hands follow suit... he makes me feel beautiful, a thing to be handled carefully and a thing to be possessed. we even have corresponding freckles beside our eyes. i've always known i had so much to give. even still i have more than i can give to him, but the weight thats been lifted from what i have makes all the difference. the smoke of my happiness reaches up and out of every chimney in this townhouse complex. i'm a terrible writer.
2:34 am - February 22, 2010
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