Sometimes I stand outside in the summer breeze and close my eyes, imagining it’s your warm breath rushing over my skin, and in these moments I am clothed in Love, which never goes out of style.
We had a love that could light the night sky with pastels like we were the sunrise, but we don’t have that anymore. I’m the only one who has our love now, but I keep it safe in my heart just in case you ever come back for it.
I am The Cat Whisperer. Librarians love me, as cats and whispering are their two favorite things. Right now I’m renting both for the price of one.