02.18.06

�Cause love's such an old fashioned word�

At first I did not think it would last this long. With the trees shining above me I would run out dropping each piece of clothing on the ground one by one as I went, rejoicing in the new feeling of warmth against my skin. In the rain too, each cold drop felt new and as my clothes grew heavy and pregnant with water I would close my eyes and let it drop into my mouth. They fell heavy, like dates on to my tongue and I savoured each bit.

Perhaps it was some of this that caused me to�

shi-ou-sama at 10:43 p.m.

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