Dear Zach,
This morning I woke up and I missed the letters we wrote back and forth before I moved close enough to see you whenever I want. Part of me wants to blame Valentines, but really I think it's just because I miss how sure you were that you make me the person I've spent so long wanting to be. Maybe I just remember how happy we were and I hope that feeling never fades.
Then I went to all the places we left little thoughts and notes for each other, and it filled me to the brim with joy. So here we are, with me putting together an online collection of these for the entire world to see, for you, from me. Just like before, only this one's more advertised because I think there are a lot of people who have similar problems to the one I encountered this morning. In fact, as I was stirring sugar into my coffee I was playing with color schemes in my head. I was going to do bright yellows and title it something like "Dear Pineapple King", but then it would lose it's effect (and hurt my head). Finally while walking through the living room I saw all the red ornaments still hanging on our should be Mardi Gras tree I decided that red, black, and white might be more fitting - simply because red is associated with love and it's a brightly deep color that can correlate to the depths of my love for you.
I know, it feels weird to say that considering we've only been together a year and a half(ish) and we're still young (in the grand scheme of things). But I do think it will be interesting to see how this love and friendship grows and progresses over time. I found something else this morning that I thought would catch your eye - it reminded me of last night. Simply beautiful.
With love,
Madison Rene'
P.s. I'm not sure how often to write here, so let's see when Inspiration tugs at my heartstrings and inky veins.
"Today you called me your girl. Upon explaining what you meant we decided that we should see what it would be like to be together. I just wish you knew what you were getting yourself into."You remember this, don't you? That was August year before last. A mere matter of months before moving to Sunny California and enrolling in school with you. Now that we've spent a year of gaming in the same room and weekend beach dates things really have changed haven't they? For the better though. Always for the better.
This morning I woke up and I missed the letters we wrote back and forth before I moved close enough to see you whenever I want. Part of me wants to blame Valentines, but really I think it's just because I miss how sure you were that you make me the person I've spent so long wanting to be. Maybe I just remember how happy we were and I hope that feeling never fades.
Then I went to all the places we left little thoughts and notes for each other, and it filled me to the brim with joy. So here we are, with me putting together an online collection of these for the entire world to see, for you, from me. Just like before, only this one's more advertised because I think there are a lot of people who have similar problems to the one I encountered this morning. In fact, as I was stirring sugar into my coffee I was playing with color schemes in my head. I was going to do bright yellows and title it something like "Dear Pineapple King", but then it would lose it's effect (and hurt my head). Finally while walking through the living room I saw all the red ornaments still hanging on our should be Mardi Gras tree I decided that red, black, and white might be more fitting - simply because red is associated with love and it's a brightly deep color that can correlate to the depths of my love for you.
I know, it feels weird to say that considering we've only been together a year and a half(ish) and we're still young (in the grand scheme of things). But I do think it will be interesting to see how this love and friendship grows and progresses over time. I found something else this morning that I thought would catch your eye - it reminded me of last night. Simply beautiful.
"Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer."
With love,
Madison Rene'
P.s. I'm not sure how often to write here, so let's see when Inspiration tugs at my heartstrings and inky veins.
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