cold spell.
Wednesday, Oct. 20, 2004
i work best under cover of night. a whole new girl. a whole new disease.sleep surrounding me, and i'm scratching away at this layer of frost.
i'm open and tired.
but when i shiver, he's right there with me.
when i finally lay my head down, the dawn is littered with how he used to say, "it'll get better soon."
