this morning #1747.
this morning, while watching the local news, i was reminded of you. story about a woman down in georgia. from the same town as you. the story’s not the important part though. the takeaway is that i’ve been reminded of you a lot lately. could be coincidence but i think it has more to do with the anticipation of being with you. i see you in my dreams. see you in the clouds. see you in reflections. see you all around. at the mall. at the park. at the market after dark. traces & shapes, vague though they may be. i can’t deny the beauty in all these things i see. when i see the real thing though, i may get overwhelmed. i’ll try my best to play it cool. not act like a total fool but show you that i worship where you walk.