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a small baby blue room, hanging christmas lights all aglow  windows swirl with patterns of ice cold, frost. snow outside but inside,  we are one. lost, hidden by blankets  legs intertwined and my arms thrown around your neck   the buzz of the heater keeping me up all of last night but tonight I drift away so quickly,  like a child asleep in your arms but I awake, because I miss you  and I want to be with you. the radio is ours and every song on it reminds me of you  somehow ours eyes meet,  and it doesn't make us awkward or shy  or embarrassed  because it's just us and our glances, and we aren't judgmental people       so I let you stare  because I want to stare too because you have so much  a story inside those eyes music in the background,     abruptly we pause,  just to listen for a moment  only a moment,  and it passes; it was lovely     I press myself closer,  because I want to share your warmth  I kiss you,     because I love you  and it comes naturally as easy as breathing  only easier  so I guess we lay here,  because we don't have the heart to move, and I won't let you       because I'm happy and I think,  I think I like being                                 happy
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
happy
a small baby blue room, hanging christmas lights all aglow  windows swirl with patterns of ice cold, frost. snow outside but inside,  we are one. lost, hidden by blankets  legs intertwined and my arms thrown around your neck   the buzz of the heater keeping me up all of last night but tonight I drift away so quickly,  like a child asleep in your arms but I awake, because I miss you  and I want to be with you. the radio is ours and every song on it reminds me of you  somehow ours eyes meet,  and it doesn't make us awkward or shy  or embarrassed  because it's just us and our glances, and we aren't judgmental people       so I let you stare  because I want to stare too because you have so much  a story inside those eyes music in the background,     abruptly we pause,  just to listen for a moment  only a moment,  and it passes; it was lovely     I press myself closer,  because I want to share your warmth  I kiss you,     because I love you  and it comes naturally as easy as breathing  only easier  so I guess we lay here,  because we don't have the heart to move, and I won't let you       because I'm happy and I think,  I think I like being                                 happy
vivian-cunniffe
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May 4, 2014
May 4, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
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