such great heights.

sunset soon forgotten.

and we're slow to acknowledge the knots in the laces.

i believe in believing.

legs like little splinters.

don't make a good thing bad.

"if you had a mirror that only reflected what you used to be, would you want to look into it?"
- the bumblebee flies anyway, robert cormier

i'm gonna write you a letter.

love me. love me.

us journal-ing on worthington st. in the middle of the afternoon during a mini thunderstorm.

crowds are buzzing.

and, and, and... all of a sudden... i am done with classes. !!

i'm melting in your eyes.

do you want to do this forever?

necessary ingredients for life. !!

one more day with you.

make believe there's something left to find.

will you still love me in the morning.

cute, right?