10 minute free write & of course I chose to be sappy
October is a lovely month. The leaves begin to fall from trees as effortlessly as I fell for you; and the colors change just as briskly as the tones in my cheeks when you make me laugh and blush at the same time. Yes, October is lovely. But I’ve found beauty in those 30 days of November. In November, I go to sleep at night next to you praying and hoping that you don’t run when you see my bed head or that you’ll kiss me even with my morning breath. And when I wake up, rolling over to the pure magnificence of you are my prayers being answered. I make breakfast and cut fresh fruit because I know how much you love the juice. And when you move my hair off of my shoulders just to remind me that your lips know where they belong, I feel at home. In November, I’d rather cozy up and eat our body weight in Thanksgiving leftovers with you, watch endless holiday movies and get drunk off of spiked apple cider every night than leave my personal Heaven. November, being with you, undoubtably is my paradise.
