#2.05.17

[isaiunicornix]

"Some days I'm broke, some days I'm rich Some days I'm nice, some days I can be a bitch Some days I'm strong, some days I quit I don't let it show, but I've been through some shit"

[littlekoi-blog1]

2.05.17

When I spend time with you, I feel nostalgic, yearning for something I didn’t know I was missing. It’s like going through a long, cold, bitter winter, and then summer comes around and then I remember that I forgot how much I used to love popsicles. When I wake up next to you, I linger in decision about whether or not I should wake you, or if I should just let you sleep so I can study you, trace you with my fingers. I wonder how much of your face I can trace without disturbing you. If I can sketch you like a portrait or a novel, memorizing every articulation and every word, so that I remember you forever. So I can never miss you and not know it.