I are poet

I love you. I whisper
drunk on nostalgic wine
but the words sound antiquated
we’ve run out of time.

Lay with me, hold me
Let me feel your touch
My hands are cold
My lips are lonely
I’ve already lost so much

If I fall, will you catch me
If I cry, will you wipe my tears
If I go, will you miss me
Or will our love just disappear

Stuff and Things

I was just realizing I have once again let far too much time pass in between blog updates. We’re most of the way moved into our new place now. Our living room is really starting to look like a living room. The kitchen is a little smaller than I initially realized but it’s all put together now and very cute if I do say so myself.
I think this may be our cats’ favorite place so far. We have this really great open staircase that has quickly become a giant kitty jungle gym. I’m just hoping they don’t end up falling off the back side and crashing into our shelves below.
The area it’s self is adorable. We have a pub right next door that is open late with delicious food and very reasonable prices. We can walk to it and any number of cute little restaurants in the area. We’ve got a beautiful, national park right across the street from us. I haven’t had a chance to really check it out yet but I’m hoping we’ll get to take lots of nice hikes there soon.