A dreamer. A contradiction. A lover of beauty, art, music, my dog, laughing, smiling, creativity, holding hands, antiques, photography, warmth, cold, , sleeping, vampires, zombies, pretty dresses, silver, Dali, the ocean, the moon driving fast, long drives on an open road, romance, open fires, camping, sunsets, stars, dancing, and never growing up. It's the little things that make my heart glow.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
I can smell you on the breeze. Your scent, I can smell it but I can't see you.
Today is The most perfect day to be at yhe beach. On the sand looking out across the vast ocean, listening to the waves crashing. The water would be too icy to swim but i'd still tempt myself and go in as far as I could untill my body was numb to the core.
Rose, you are the best. I love you.
Fuck I can still smell you! What is with that?
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