at last you have won her over the years of admiring her and soaking her in in absolute awe and mustering up the courage to ask her to hold your hand forever in this roller coaster of a life but now that you have her never forget to eternally chase her inebriating mystic the very thing that drew your eyes to her when you first saw her in that little brick coffee shop behind her laptop and thick framed glasses lost in spilling her thoughts out onto paper
‘a cognitive canvas’ | pg. 39
