soon

it's far after one a.m. and i just got in from a long kind of drive. the drive that somehow found me passing your house twice even though i know you're not there. i'm so worn down today. i'm tired from a hellish week and sleepy from nights on the town. mostly though i'm cold. the kind of cold that makes me wish i was driving home to you. to slide into bed beside you. to have your arms waiting for me. to hear your heart beat. i imagine myself slipping under quilts warm with your sleeping and finding myself tucked beside you. i've never felt so safe or alive or in love. i am crazy about you. i'm finding myself so infatuated and in love. no longer alone. and it felt as if i was headed home, headed to what i call home. to you.

soon.