So my school year is winding down... I have an exam today at two, and then I'm done, and can just sit around and wait for a few days until Michael gets up here on Thursday.
But maybe it'll give me time to write something... something important.
Speaking of writing... here's something I wrote! :::
We lay curled around each other in the living room, television blaring commercials. The clock ticks away the hours, each passing more quickly than the first, until it's almost too early instead of too late, and still we sit there, mesmerized more with each other and the soft embrace that has stopped our internal clocks, than with the programming.
He touchs me lovingly, to wake me if I had slumbered. I smile. He smiles back, knowingly, and complains about the hour. ---TBF
But maybe it'll give me time to write something... something important.
Speaking of writing... here's something I wrote! :::
We lay curled around each other in the living room, television blaring commercials. The clock ticks away the hours, each passing more quickly than the first, until it's almost too early instead of too late, and still we sit there, mesmerized more with each other and the soft embrace that has stopped our internal clocks, than with the programming.
He touchs me lovingly, to wake me if I had slumbered. I smile. He smiles back, knowingly, and complains about the hour. ---TBF
You got a gift. You should, like, send that to Penthouse or something... j/k
Seriously though, it's better than the cheesy romance novels I had to read for book reports in the fifth grade (We had NOTHING else in the house!).