1 post tagged “scotch”
its funny what a night of wonderful aged scotch, good friends and music can do.
as i type, i lay here in my little apartment. my warm doona wrapped firmly around me, staving off the darkness and cold of an adelaide winter.
my thoughts are consumed with loneliness tonight.
its amazing what a little heart gets used to after a night of closeness.
she stayed over last night. the beautiful girl and travel partner i've chosen to spend the next large portion of my life with.
but our bodies really aren't quite used to sleeping next to each other yet.
mine riles with desire to be entangled, hers tosses and turns with dreams as she talks to her imagination in her sleep.
the morning brings an amazing peace.
sunlight leaks through the space at the top of my curtains.
my eyes slowly open, hazy, blurred.
i see her silhouette throb with her gentle heart beat.
and then as more light steals space in our bedroom it happens.
she wriggles close to me, makes a soft squeak, and her big brown eyes freeze time.
i live for that moment.
tonight my bed is empty.
the crisp night air chilling my throat.
she's asleep in her own bed.
dreaming her own thoughts.
stirring her sheets as she talks to nobody.
i find it slightly difficult seeing so little of her during the working week.
i know its healthy to desire someone so.
i know its healthy to lead our separate lives.
but i also know the hunger of my heart.
the growing wish to be with her more.
so i think of different things.
i think of tomorrows many exhibitions that will be littering vintage clothes shops, gallery spaces & art centres.
i dream of vegetarian pizza.
of thick creamy guinness.
and the drive home, through the frost, to my beautiful little apartment.
to another weekend.
i love you.
i miss you.
xxxooo
