annual

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-february »» It’s a classroom, adorned with cupids and hearts. It’s love buzzing in the air. It’s a small note, passed between two desks in silence. It’s opening the letter and reading i’m not afraid to fall if you’ll catch me. It’s smiling, and looking into his slanted cerulean eyes.

it’s falling

-march »» It’s picking off the leaves of a small clover. It’s leprechauns plastered across walls. It’s confiding in him. It’s holding his hand as you walk towards a rainbow. It’s a never-ending hunt for treasure.

it’s wishing

-april »» It’s being kissed in the rain. It’s the smell of earth. It’s his laughter in your ear. It’s a song on your lips. It’s dewdrops and greenness.

it’s innocence

-may »» It’s flowers springing forth. It’s the scent of roses. It’s the lingering of authority. It’s the readiness of sex. It’s the buzz in the air.

it’s hesitation

-june »» It’s heat. It’s the feeling of him next to you. It’s his naked body. It’s losing something you never want him to give back. It’s fireflies.

it’s passion

-july »» It’s humidity. It’s being reassured. It’s knowing every part of his body. It’s carnivals and candy. It’s fireworks exploding all around you.

it’s comfort

-august »» It’s leaves falling on you. It’s the wind blowing his hair. It’s his understanding and your lack thereof. It’s the last days of independence.

it’s time

-september »» It’s the ringing of bells. It’s the familiarity of school. It’s sneaking kisses in between classes. It’s feeling him with you when he’s not there.

it’s experience

-october »» It’s pumpkins and costumes. It’s trick or treating. It’s the taste of candy when he kisses you. It’s the crisp, cool air. It’s endless night.

it’s freedom

-november »» It’s dinner with your family. It’s holding his hand for just a second longer when you say grace. It’s being with him, and everyone knowing.

it’s thankfulness

-december »»It’s snowflakes on your tongue. It’s spending all your time thinking of a present for him. It’s hot cocoa. It’s being sick. It’s him helping you. It’s decorating the Christmas tree, It’s singing along to White Christmas.

it’s celebration

-january »» It’s a new year. It’s sipping a bottle of champagne. It’s looking into his eyes and seeing how much you’ve both changed in the past twelve months. It’s holding him so tight that you know that he’ll never leave. It’s you and him, and that’s all it ever will be; all it ever needs to be.

it's love.

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-thank you-

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