Noisy and somewhat off key car rides, following a tangy coconut scent are a few of the surface memories that continually haunt me, entangling myself w..
Your voice is that of music.Each muffled chuckle and whispered "love you" transcends into eighth notes, chaotically yet uniformly dancing within the c..
If it was not your witty charm that compelled me toward you, it was your want.Your want to be intoxicated with all that the world and space may offer...