Disneyland
in the happiest place on earth I feel the smallest with my girl. it confuses my connection with what could’ve been. what could’ve been was the image miscommunication wasn’t real. where connection of understanding was more powerful than any other force but love. where love is the magic blanket that’s casts over everyone’s wounds and heals them to fresh skin. I want to have new skin with you again. can’t we start over? whatever brought you to this, come back to me and show me that generous Kelsea again. where did she go...? I hope she hasn’t traveled too far and I can’t touch her again. I miss how she touches and kisses me in return in awe of the moment regardless who is watching. I miss being THAT appreciated that nothing can stop you from kissing me into the next universe. I miss that. come home to me. enjoy the happiest place on earth with me. ~disneyland
