Tonight. Was. Love.
And I drove home. I hit one red light in twenty minutes. I love the dark. I love racing in it. I love the corners just tight enough that you don't need to slow down.
The air was warm and humid. I put in my rollerblades, took of my shirt and raced around the neighbourhood, bathed in starshine.
I hit the sheets, sweaty. I flew, dreaming of you, smiling.
sometimes, it's all you can do