brisk blue days and rainy shades; pines circling in as if they filled the entire globe. all i got is memory but i feel you here like you hold a little more than that; more than memory, my body feels close enough to you to shed tears and wish on loving you. it’s a natural thing, i can’t control it. which is why you stay on my mind and i have no fear in saying, hi. i really like you, and i really think that you’re great. i really wana see you, and hold you near, laugh with you, and make sangria with red grapes. i wish i could say that i miss you…but i barely know you, yet somehow want to be right next to you. i hope you find time in yourself to mind me a little bit of business…because i really like you, and i really hope to see you soon.