Whiskey at Noon
Jun. 17th, 2012 01:32 pmI just came from an afternoon Sunday lunch with my parents where we met my mum's cousin by mistake. He's an ex-Blue Helmet and he had with him the type of woman I'd want to be. She has on a howling wolf T-shirt, a leather vest with her ex-insignia, khakis and leather booth reaching mid calf; her hair was back in a black and salt ponytail and she had large blue eyes and strong arms. I fell instantly in love with her as she let my parents catch up as she drank whiskey by the bar.
Sometimes, it just happens to me, I'm smitten with someone and I want to instantly know everything about them. I like the expression falling in love, because it implies something sudden happened. I am a talented in the art of love falling. You can fall in love in so many ways. My love isn't always romantic of course, more often platonic, but to tune down my attraction to a person would be insulting just because it isn't love as it's 'supposed to be'.
It's raining hard. I already miss her and now I'll imagine her whole life.
Sometimes, it just happens to me, I'm smitten with someone and I want to instantly know everything about them. I like the expression falling in love, because it implies something sudden happened. I am a talented in the art of love falling. You can fall in love in so many ways. My love isn't always romantic of course, more often platonic, but to tune down my attraction to a person would be insulting just because it isn't love as it's 'supposed to be'.
It's raining hard. I already miss her and now I'll imagine her whole life.