What I associate with you: Ember orange and mauve. Somali cats. Ornate, painted wood and the slightly sticky, caramelized residue that comes with making s'mores on your fingers. Candles and bonfires in a forest clearing where the Milky Way winds through the night sky like a starry river. There's an autumnal chill in the air- it smells like milk chocolate and smoldering timber.
I think this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.










