Its only 10:37 at night and for some odd reason Im trying to
remember what I wrote on the mattress above my bed. Ya know the
bunk beds that use to be at my moms. The first time we went
camping. First road trip of just us. Man the late nights and the
cuddle filled nights. The long slow kisses. The couch. The car.
Cars. The white runner; trying to find a dark spot to park in. The
kiss in the rain. Everything.