[ October ]
Another day turned into three, which then evolved into a blissful seven. And in that time, the sun had discovered the highest point in the sky and burned through its infinite glee. Glee that had tickled the skin I offered to it.
The wind had carried familiar scents of honey flowers and joy, combing petals and love through Simon's wild blonde strands. Time was compassionate enough to slow its threads around us.
Serene days came and left without haste, so I had nearly forgotten the wicked acts of my father as Simon's company consumed me. Happiness evolved in the pockets of my heart, encouraging smiles I'd locked away. It was impossible not to smile when Simon inspired something so loving within me.
My clumsy Simon. My stubborn Simon. My lovable friend.
