To a lover

So, what's up? That was nice- don't you think? We get each other.

I really, really like looking at you. I get nervous, as you know, but then I look at you...and it's private, and reposeful, and I'm no longer reflective, just collected. There are a million things about you that are soothing and a million things about you that are provoking. I love the way you touch me, I like your voice, I like the way you are a little bit unsure of yourself.

I wished 83,000 times today that I could just have a normal relationship with you, not a depressing, dramatic, confused one. You would like that.

Love Sunshine