you're the yellow bird that i've been waiting for
this weekend was so significant to me, so defining of this year, between tightening bonds and finding out who is the most important to me. but the future was finally discussed, in between quite a few drinks and inside a cool, dark room. it was nothing like i anticipated, the fear starting to creep on the edge of my everyday feelings. but you, you surprised me the most when you completely reciprocated everything i felt. i never realized how seriously you took me, how seriously we took each other. but you said those three words, eight letters. come august this won't be over, and even though we'll be hours apart there are trains and cars and airplanes and we'll always have california in a year.