no one will hit me

i keep feeling that dark chocolate melting into my tongue, followed by that surprising sweetness that so contradicts the silky bitterness preceding it.

i keep drinking too much sake because the sleep after it settles in my belly and satiates my exhaustion.

i like to wake up early and listen to my coffee brewing as i scour my room for matching socks.

i am so perfect when you kiss me in the morning, testing each of your joints to make sure they work today. watching your body come to life again next to mine.

i love walking people through the rain with big umbrellas.

i'm so excited about los angeles that i don't think i'll ever get there.