september night

i remember everything

we laid, kissing, until we were laying in each others arms skin to skin

You contrasted to me so heavily, your sunkissed skin blending with mine like milk and coffee, you are incredibly tall, your slender build against my short frame.

conversation starts, you sit up resting your hand on your bent up knee. The light hits your cheekbones, your shoulders, and your legs, giving you a glow against the darkness were in. You tell me about the greatest losses of your life and how you overcome them, you tell me this in an attempt to relate to me and guide me. You never hold your age over my head or use the gap against me, you see it and try to aid me in it. You do that a lot, you give me lots of advice in most things I tell you. You pet my head and brush my hair. You kiss my forehead an sit me on your lap.

And I hate You for it