There we were in the movie theater parking lot
kissing in my rugged old jeep. It was early december. It was cold. I asked her ‘will you be my girlfriend?’ ‘What?’ She replied I didn’t know if she was kidding or if she was serious. I couldn’t decide to play it off, or say it again. I got nervous. ‘Of course I will.’ She whispered, lips still pressed against mine.
i miss my lady
Anonymous asked: I really miss how close we used to be.
Would you miss me if I was gone? Would you even...