Oh, my moon, are you reading this? When I saw you again I stopped thinking. Your hair is different. I don’t like your boyfriend. When I danced with you I knew: we and these steps fall so naturally. You smell like when I left you, sweet and raw and of a dark night we should have gone farther.
A petite love we should have held on to. You in my arms and our laughter and the haunting of a room. Our past chattering: this is what you lost when you let go. You silly bitch. You fool.
Why wasn’t it us. I can’t remember. A love half-known. How cruel.
“I am very happy with my relationship at the moment and I couldn’t ask for better. I’ve finally found a niche that I was looking for all my life and no fucker in this universe is gonna upset it.” – Freddie Mercury talking about his husband, Jim Hutton [x]
The sky when it snows is absolutely perfect. It can be 1 o’clock in the morning and bright outside. The silence of everything when it snows is beautiful. You can barely hear a sound when the snow covers everything. Just watching the snow fall and stick to the ground is beautiful. Yeah I guess it sucks that it’s cold and you have to shovel it out, but coming in from the cold and putting on warm clothes, sitting in the heat, and drinking hot chocolate is so relaxing. I miss the snow so much.
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