There are shades of red… everything from daydream pink to I can’t friggin sleep. And then there’s you… you and your hips slippin' by… every time I close my eyes. Again, I roll your name across the tongue of my mind. I like the taste.
There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you.