“One of us will die inside these arms
Eyes wide open, naked as we came
One will spread our ashes 'round the yard”

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That's really why I didn't mind. I feel like it's always been underneathe something. Timing, I think I'm starting to understand. It's not great that we get along now, but I'd trade it for ____ in half a heartbeat. Which I'll admit, being friends does make me feel bad, but I can't help what I feel. I look into your eyes more now, in a way that I don't want to look away but know I have to, and honestly it's hard to force myself to avert my gaze. Saying things that should have been said long ago, but maybe this timing is really perfect, there's no way of knowing until something becomes resolved. I get butterflies too. Everytime. It seems that it slows time down and I feel the connection longer than what really happens.

I want to rush into your arms everytime I see you.

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Shock me like an electric eel!

Baby girl

Turn me on with your electric feel.

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There are times when I think that I could die happy if only I were listening to Love and Some Verses with a pair of headphones.... Yep.. Iron and Wine, til death do us part.

I really can't wait to see how this plays out. Here's to hoping.

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