We clicked, a sublime combination like cloud and rain. We have punctured minds and somehow mine is coming undone, spilling into your hands thoughts I'd kept in my head. You're warm. Not edgy, not twofaced, not laced with superficiality. You're warm. Honest conversations decorate us and I have never looked so wonderful before. You make me grin, and I know 'making your own sunshine' is all a mental thing, but now it's so physical, I can feel it spreading through my bones.