It's snowing.
It's snowing so much that the sky and the air and the grounds have meshed into one moving, squirming, swifting mass of gorgeousness.
And I feel all right.
It has been 13 months of pure, untainted, thriving love, and I couldn't ask for anything more.... (besides him coming back home safely). And I hope that in the time we get to spend with each other soon, I can come back to school with no regrets -- no unfulfilled wishes. I don't want to forget anything.
It has been really hard to focus recently, and with only 8 days remaining, I wonder if I can make it without anticipation consuming me.
Heh.. we'll see.
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