Sunday, February 16, 2014

STILL BLOGGING ABOUT HIM & LOVE BECAUSE I CAN'T STOP.

He is iridescent. 

I loved him, no doubt. 
But time and distance have a way of changing everything;
And even still, everything about him draws me in- his half smile and the crinkle in his nose. The way he smells and buttons his shirts. 
His laughter is all-consuming. Every bit of him; his words and the placement of his commas. 


XO
Rothko

3 comments:

  1. This is weird because I thought you were a boy and I thought about hitting on you (happened) and the honesty in this (your post not my comment) is beautiful and full of so much.

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    1. Still laughing about this. (The hitting on me not the good part of the comment. Thanks, btw.)

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  2. I'm not a girl or anything, and I know everyone says this... But I feel like I can relate. Looks like were all in the same situation.

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