Lightning

Jun 17, 2008 22:35

There's something about the moment in which you realize how much you love the way his t-shirt smells and feels against your cheek.

We were stretched out on my futon, a soft quilt cresting over us, talking.  When he talks, it's almost as if he's writing with permanent marker on my mind.  And I love to let him.  But it was late Sunday night, and we ( Read more... )

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anonymous July 4 2008, 16:25:39 UTC
Ooey,

I love you

:)

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This was so beautiful I'm slightly disgusted. anonymous August 19 2008, 19:34:02 UTC
Why aren't you writing more? You're selfish to only share this magic with the livejournal community.

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Re: This was so beautiful I'm slightly disgusted. anonymous August 19 2008, 19:36:13 UTC
Hello, me again. I feel that sounded like I burned you. But it was a complement. I'm glad I'm hiding under the cover of anonymity. But I think you'll find me :)

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Re: This was so beautiful I'm slightly disgusted. jjelly August 23 2008, 00:20:27 UTC
Because you and I are kindred souls, I understood your original meaning and loved you for it.

And, for the record, I could say the same for you :-)

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