starry eyed

winter.
love. so much love for my man and the ways he is so good to me.
positivity in midst of malcontent.
cold. cold weather. makes me want tea and coffee and sleep and music i havent heard in years.
makes me want to write. and read the old things i would write.

so much nostalgia for freer times.
starry eyed still in the light of our love.
after all we have been through it is still so romantic. i melt in his kiss.