Say Yes

I guess,

I thought I had more to say.

Sometimes, I'll say a lot,

other times it's short,

miniscule and useless.

I guess this is one of those times.

I've gotten a blast of wintry from somewhere.

Some little lick of ice and snow

and horrible roads

and the lovely, lovely, perfect picture

of the snowflakes getting caught in the

very orange streetlight as they get all swirled around

in the nighttime sky.

It's one of my favorite images of wintertime.

But I really don't even like winter at all

(my least favorite is fall though, it's so gross)

so this somewhat nostalgic reminiscing is

oddly out of place.

But it looks nice, right? All the snow and icicles.

But the cold is unbearable. The grey skies, too heavy.

Although I currently feel like if I got up and went to the window

I'd expect there to be snow outside.

And he laughed on the phone.

I love his laugh, it makes me happy

because it's spastic and totally silly.

But it's entirely different and entirely the same

on the telephone. But I liked it a whole lot.

It's silly things like his laughing on the phone

that make me feel so dumb. I hate when people

obsess over things like that, yet here I am doing the same.

But it was damn cute, and I love him and his laugh a whole lot.