I hope it doesn't come down to the washing of your sheets, trying to forget the scent of me and sweeping up lost strands of my hair, so there's no reminder I was ever there.
Wandering through your mind much like a traveler on newly found land. Or like an astronaut roaring through the atmosphere into the staggering cosmos. I'm in a whirlpool of utter fascination with you.
You stole my breath away, kissed me, and paused to exchange a gaze then smiled sweetly in a daze. flowers bloomed around your face; your eyes reflected the pure joy spread across my face.
I need to be proud of myself- not disappointed in myself- for missing an opportunity to drink too much and pretend that you will still care about me the same way when you're sober.