Starting fresh. Slate wiped clean. Expectations and past hurts left by the wayside. I am trying, hard, not to falter; not to fuck this up. I am trying equally hard to relinquish control and let this all unfurl as it should; in time. Much easier said than done.
She is on my mind. Lately, constantly.
I want to feel her warmth, her arms around me, her hair in the center of my hand.