always been like this. the rumours r true.
i have a 7 second attention spam.
i love knitting up the details of ur story in my head.
so i scan out some of the details that r of no interest to me.
talk about ur day at the beach for hours and all i hear is
"i went to the beach"
i start filling in the details that u so often forget.
u forget to mention the grainy sand hot between ur toes,
how the wind blew through ur hair,
how you swam like a fish till ur heart almost stopped...
i love those details
i visualize those details and feel the saltiness of the wind on my lips
while u were describing the obnoxiousness of the teenage group next to u.
That's all i need to make ur day amazing.
iF only u knew me.

i went to the beach.
i am at the park.
i am stuck at work.
i am with u.
i love u.