WHY ARE THE SIMPLE THINGS THE ONES THAT LINGER IN YOUR MIND?
It's the little sweet and sappy things that make truly incoherent lists.
- •It was a thoroughly prosaic day.
- •We ate dinner together.
- •Read God's Love Story together.
- •Worked out together.
- •Came back upstairs for hydration together.
- •Sweaty from the exercise, we looked out the French doors at the silver dollar snowflakes falling.
- •I would've sent you home before the accumulation began, but I wasn't ready to say goodbye.Neither were you.
- •I took your hand, led you upstairs.
- •With a little imagination and a lot of scorching water, my mom's oversized bath became our clandestine hot tub.
- •Donned in our swimsuits, we took turns splashing in;
- •The waves nearly ran over the sides—Her tub was substantial but certainly too tight for two.
- •We faced each other in the steaming bubbles until they grew tepid,
- •Talking about things I honestly can't remember, mesmerized as I was by the way
- •The candlelight made the droplets in your eyelashes glisten.
- •When the lavender bubbles and soft-spoken words floated into a comfortable hush,
- •You leaned down to kiss me. My lips smiled into yours.
- •The tangled smorgasbord of the Other ceased to exist.The peoples, the problems, the pains.
- •There was only you and I and this petrifying exhilarating thing we're doing together.