what_it_is andrea It’s the jeans with the flag patch- my first memory of you. Flashes of our first ‘non’ date when we drove around & past the restaurant three times. It’s the way you hold my hand & kiss the tips of my fingers. Echoes of the night, after campfire, when you said I sounded like and angel. It’s how you wink at me when our eyes meet as we pass each other. Visions of all the sweet things you’ve done for me-like flowers & a bear. It’s the way you say my name when no one else is around. The way my skin remembers the way your hands feel on it. It’s counting down the days until Saturday when we can spend time alone. How you make my heartbeat speed up when you kiss me. It’s hearing you talk on the phone with my mother. Sharing ice cream with you from my favorite place where they put bears on top. It’s time spent away from you & knowing you’re thinking of me. Reading old notes from you & knowing you meant every single, precious word. It’s listening to your random thoughts & laughing because of them. Hearing you tell me that I’m beautiful as the waves crash & the stars shine. It’s holding your hand & feeling how perfectly mine fits. Hours spent, lying awake in my bed, reliving our shared moments. It’s all of these things that make me love you more & more each day. copyright 2000 000828 ... grendel remains a mystery 000829 ... Innana It is implied. 011008 ... unhinged it is okay to be sad but it is even more okay to be happy 090411 what's it to you? who go blather from