the back of your truck was painted a brick red, with the previous blue showing through the cracked paint.
I remember the drive up to the top of the hill with you
Bon Iver playing softly on the radio as you grabbed my hand
singing me the words to Skinny Love
and even though the parts of me weren’t skinny
you loved me anyway.
We reached the top of the hill, and everything around us was dark
the moon was new, the sky blackened like a bruise
the car lights shut off and I jump out of the cab
"too short for trucks" I murmur
I rub my eyes to look up at the sky and gasp
stars freckle the once black sky, casting a luminescent glow over the hills
and on your face
twinkling in your eyes
and I remember thinking how beautiful you were that night.
You pull all of the blankets you brought out of the back seat
and begin forming a makeshift mattress in the bed of your truck
I watch you in awe
watch the muscles in your arm contract as you work hard
to make this night perfect for me.
"I love you, you know that, right?" I whisper to you
you lean over the edge and kiss my lips
and say
"I know".
Helping me into the truck I find my favorite blanket
the plaid one with the wine stain from late night endeavors with you
and wrap myself tight
you wriggle your way in with me, throwing another over us
and I look up
amazement finds my eyes and my mouth is agape
but you don’t see it
I look over to you and see you gawking at me
I whisper what, and shuffle your hair
and you smile coyly
"The stars pale in comparison to the beauty that lies next to me"
I grab his face and find his lips
kissing him over and over
somewhere in between kisses and stargazing we find each other
half naked in the back of your truck
and I’ve never felt so alive.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 12:53 AM UTC
the back of your truck was painted a brick red, with the previous blue showing through the cracked paint.
I remember the drive up to the top of the hill with you
Bon Iver playing softly on the radio as you grabbed my hand
singing me the words to Skinny Love
and even though the parts of me weren’t skinny
you loved me anyway.
We reached the top of the hill, and everything around us was dark
the moon was new, the sky blackened like a bruise
the car lights shut off and I jump out of the cab
"too short for trucks" I murmur
I rub my eyes to look up at the sky and gasp
stars freckle the once black sky, casting a luminescent glow over the hills
and on your face
twinkling in your eyes
and I remember thinking how beautiful you were that night.
You pull all of the blankets you brought out of the back seat
and begin forming a makeshift mattress in the bed of your truck
I watch you in awe
watch the muscles in your arm contract as you work hard
to make this night perfect for me.
"I love you, you know that, right?" I whisper to you
you lean over the edge and kiss my lips
and say
"I know".
Helping me into the truck I find my favorite blanket
the plaid one with the wine stain from late night endeavors with you
and wrap myself tight
you wriggle your way in with me, throwing another over us
and I look up
amazement finds my eyes and my mouth is agape
but you don’t see it
I look over to you and see you gawking at me
I whisper what, and shuffle your hair
and you smile coyly
"The stars pale in comparison to the beauty that lies next to me"
I grab his face and find his lips
kissing him over and over
somewhere in between kisses and stargazing we find each other
half naked in the back of your truck
and I’ve never felt so alive.
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