coffeelove

When I am alone
When I've thrown off the weight of this crazy stone
When I've lost all care for the things I own
That's when I miss you, that's when I miss you, that's when I miss you
You who are my home

I have sjokoladekake.


The weather today is a trip to the beach, bonfire, a glass of red wine, wool scarf, mittens, hat, blankets, stare at the fjord, appreciate the sunset, contemplation and a warm breeze of soft kisses at the nape of my neck.
The weather is also filled with memories of another city, of waking up all winter to light and sunshine, of wandering in a empty apartment with a coffee mug, sitting outside smoking, of a broken heart mending, high heels and searching thrift stores, and I wonder if I miss it.