here’s to hearing music that whips my hair side to side with eyes closed even in a sea of strangers.
to pasta or fresh sourdough bread served piping hot to us in our dark booth in the back at our favorite date night restaurant.
to sweet kisses stolen at the valet stand coupled with a bear-hug so safe-feeling, i secretly wish they lose our car.
to a sunday morning house scented with sumatra beans and sharp lavender blooming in from the backyard plots.
to naps so deep and long i wake up wondering what day it is.
and to you m’loves: to the people who make my heart swell and glow like a full moon taking up the entire, evening sky.
thank you for you.
see you on the other side of sunday.