Wednesday, December 2, 2009

My notebook

His eyes are the same shade and the sincerity of his heart reflects Noah, yet he is all mine. In broad daylight on a busy street, we stepped on one another's toes in attempts of dancing. As the rain fell, his words echoed while he took my hand and led me to a kiss that put any others to shame. Now we've found our wings and I cannot get him out of my head.