Dancing and Skiing Across Your Arms...

I'm an idiot.

Only just now, in the warmth of covers and multiple layers, did I realize that I had in my arms, not 20 minutes ago, something I probably shouldn't have left.

You're making me deleriously happy and I LEFT?!

I should have stayed until the warm came. Until I found a way to make time stop or at least speed up the film of our lives so that the feeling lasts many times as long as the actual experience. I should have stayed...

Realizing that this nice, heated temperature I'm experiencing in my bed is so not significant compared to the feeling I get in your arms that goes far beyond hot or cold.

Its a feeling that can only be described as... 'right.'

It fits, and I shouldn't have left.

Now Playing: Iron & Wine - "Passing Afternoon"