

It's snowing and cold and beautiful. The storm has been a bit of a blizzard and this is weather I have rarely experienced. Trees fell the power is out and I feel like its the olden days with candles and no heaters. I couldn't live like this and I am grateful this weather isn't the norm, but still I feel nostalgic and old fashioned. I miss my love, I miss last year this time and everything I took for granted (The polaroid was taken last year), I miss the summer and being half naked and warm, I miss sleeping outside and falling asleep dizzy from beer and hot summer nights. But I love beanies and soft blankets and fires, I love hot tea and knitting, I love mittens and rain and a little snow, and a night without electricity. I do miss the boy that has my heart, but I do not wish for him.
I wish everything was as easy as it almost feels like it could be.
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