msjessica's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- you take up all my time, you've gone from perfect to divine sober or drunk, turns out face to face there is still electricity in the air. - if only i weren't so scared of falling in love, of being hurt, left alone. if only i could just let those things go and dive straight into this. maybe all of this flitting about is pointless, as if i have not already fallen, as if one ever has a choice. ----- some seriously beautiful times though. sleeping in the caravan, sitting by the fire, the water, his beautiful touch, the urgency of first kisses after a time apart, naked abandon, perfect soundtracks, challenging questions, those fucking blue eyes (that so undo me), singing in the car, laughing, spilling histories and secrets, fears and plans for the future. - now he is gone again, again i'm all wrapped in his thoughts, music, books, smells but not so damned in it this time, not so lost. 3:07 p.m. - 2012-12-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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