Once upon a time sleep welcomed me

I knew at that moment that I sincerely missed time with you. In the small mountain town listening to an up and coming indie band I wished for nothing more than to be sharing a winter ale with you. The crisp mountain air, a slight taste of wood burning stoves. An open sky with every star begging for something more. In my mind... You understood. Yet I could not help but insist the moon or the stars could fill this void, to replace my love with lunar amity. The waking seconds henceforth could not explain why I continue to think about it. Clouds below the sky, islands in the superior lakes, immortal and infinite and always stuck on you. I once was open, I once loved, I once lost, and now I am... As if writing would be the cure to vanquish these thoughts, I continue to digress, shamelessly releasing feelings I'm much too late on expressing. Alas they are felt and this paper shall shed no tears.

I've been through the rockies...

Racing through connections, reflecting off the beautiful eastern lakes and talented sunrises/sets and through out it all I cannot understand why it's always your playlist that I enjoy the most during these moments. The songs you suggested would be cute to listen to and finally reaching their true beauty at 10000 feet. Sending smiles through my gaze as strangers curiously wonder. I truly would love to share more and hope at some point we will be able to.