It’s funny because I had no idea what it was.
It’s amazing because it was new, fresh, and quite tasty.
It’s perfect because it was you.

No expectations, just us. Two people finding their way through the storm and enjoying the breath of fresh air that blows in with the presence of a kind human.

It’s a funny thing to have your heart bruised. I don’t like calling it broken because I’m still here. Broken means it needs fixing, I know I have a good heart. It’s just been dropped a couple times is all.

It was a beautiful evening… all of it.

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