Honestly,

I'm homesick for the night the meteors showered me in kisses and the stars were pinholes to heaven. You held me against your chest and I memorized the sound of your beating heart. The summer breeze kept my toes warm and you stayed up with me until the sun's early morning rays came and lit my face with its first 'hello.' You left your taste on my lips and your scent imprinted in my mind. I already knew I loved you. But there was a moment in between our sleepy sentences when I realized you were him.

Yours until the pigs fly, 

Alessondra Marie