you are the smell of bonfires and the smoke that lingers in my sweater. I see you in the breath curling from my lips in the cold mornings. you are every raindrop streaking down my window and the roll of thunder in the distance. you are the feeling of denim on skin and you are the sweet coffee on my tongue and you are running through every one of my veins. you have sunk into my pores. you are as much a part of me as my own beating heart.
