“We were always meant to hook our souls together because when i feel your presence, i am warm and i know i’m loved. you are sunshine streaming through the window, fracturing into a thousand facets of beauty through the row of icicles lining the eggshell painted windowsill.”

You left this for me today, another little love letter that keeps me chasing after dusk because you’re the home that I haven’t felt for so long. We’re the brazen, with our words so bold and every midnight shared is a thousand times sweeter than the wintery haze of a dead and romantic December. Tell me you’ll stay.