Just take my hand before it gets too cold
walk me down the cobblestone
Past the river, through the leaves
Tell me your deepest secrets
Simplicity is all I need
Blankets laid out in the grass
Hands running through my hair, darkest fears in my ear
Simplicity is all I need
Memories to get me through the bitter cold of last winters mistakes
Deep hard breathes into wooven mits hot chocolate in my favorite cafe cuddled up with a book of almost love stories
the author is always me
Autobiography