Days like this rainy march Saturday wouldn't be spent partying how they are now, rather in my car on the way to get fried rice and some movies.... low budget scary movies to be exact those are my favorite.... going back to my loft making our plates getting comfortable and watching them movies, you laughing at how horrible they are and me laughing at you... cuddling.. Soon the tv is watching us and our full bellys and when we'd wake up to that blue screen I'd go for a pee and to refill our cups come back to some kisses and conversation or conversations turnt to kisses..talking about where we been where we goin... what we think we know at this age... that youthful kinda wisdom... just hugging as we talked... taking it all in, the smells the feelings and the taste of u... sentences finished with kisses instead of periods and new ones started with an embrace instead of a subject noun....or verb.. the night seemed to last forever, we'd tell our entire life stories to each other right there.... listening to the rain... making such an ugly day too damn perfect... we'd get to this point of silence I'm not sure what to call it, it'd just start with some intense kissing and be intertwined in each other before we knew it...ending the night with physical merriment.... passing out in each other......Tomorrow will be beautiful.... just like all those tomorrows were....
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