confession: I have inhaled the letters you send for any trace of your perfume…
confession: I have inhaled the letters you send for any trace of your perfume…
Yes, I am sitting on my floor eating a shrimp burrito, having a beer, and watching the Colbert Report from two weeks ago. Do not judge me.
The night before you left LA, I wish I’d lingered on that last hug a bit longer.
There are far too many moments throughout the day that I wish I were at your side.