… solipsubmissive …

It is cold tonight, and i am thinking of you.  The sound of your voice, your touch.  The way you are tender, even through my volatility.  The way you laugh when i am angry, and then laugh more because it makes me angry, until i can’t help but laugh at myself.  And then you kiss me.

The way you never ever ever stay mad at me.

Tonight, it is cold, but i am warm.  Because i am thinking of you.