best. valentine. evar.

stealing again from RA's blog. i thought this did a perfect job of describing...something...one of those feelings that i have very rarely gotten in my life (maybe like 2, 3, 4 times for like an hour) but once you do you don't really ever forget it and you constantly fail to be able to explain it. maybe i'm biased because one of those 2, 3, 4 times was like 24-36 hours ago.

anyway:

if i could have, i would have asked you if you wanted to go for a walk.

then i would have said, after a nice stroll, where the stars shone out

and a over-grown green leaved tree was all alit with a standing post

light, “….hey freckles” (i would have called her that no matter what she or anybody said)……”hey freckles…….i know you think i’m made of a strawberry milkshake and a cosmos error, but listen…..

why don’t you and i just cut the crap and suck some face……ha ha (laughter-me)…………

and whatever she did right then,

no matter what it was, what she

said,

it would have caught my hair on

fire for a thousand hot summers.

my fucking g o d