Is it weird to tell you I miss you when we’ve just met? It’s weird.
stood beneath the stars tonight and didn’t feel alone. stood all by myself in the cold tonight and didn’t feel scared. stood in the quiet and didn’t think of you.
I feel a sort of plaid flannely, coffee shop interiory, leather couch and cidery happy today. A low-key conversationy, eyes closed, windy exteriory contentment that grows in my stomach very slowly. It lets me sit for hours in my own peace of mind. A safe, warm feeling that is waiting for spring.