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Oct. 12th, 2010 10:38 pmNew York made me happier than anything has in ages.
Stifled excitement in public and screaming with laughter as we stumbled down the sidewalk, our eyelashes glittering with reflected light and our lips pressed together as we walked out of the dark, our elbows linked and my hand curled around your neck. My anger and your reassurance, our talks long past witching hour and the sound of your laugh like marbles with butterflies of colour in them.
None of us were from New York, but it became home anyway.
Stifled excitement in public and screaming with laughter as we stumbled down the sidewalk, our eyelashes glittering with reflected light and our lips pressed together as we walked out of the dark, our elbows linked and my hand curled around your neck. My anger and your reassurance, our talks long past witching hour and the sound of your laugh like marbles with butterflies of colour in them.
None of us were from New York, but it became home anyway.
