Like looking through the window where rain slides and dies. Like hearing my favorite 90's song on the radio that wakes every dormant cell in my body. Like watching a cyclone of broken leaves that distrupts the calmness, only to enter a newly opened portal of peace. Like the curve that waters form with the mighty wind. Like breaking air by throwing our bodies into space. Like pushing air out by being so tightly close to each other. Like that time the universe rearranged the landscape so my feet could walk towards yours. Like that pyro kiss. Like everytime I wake up beside you. Like everytime I cook for you. Like everytime we kiss three times when the time says 1:11. Like everytime when there's suddenly no time at all because there's only you. Happy Valentune's day, Wifey! And Happy Birthday!
-- Post From My iPhone