this is for you j i know you're reading this! can't wait to come home to you:

if love had a name
it would be yours
silently evolving into beauty
from an old attic
into the light
shining through the
dusty, small windows
that you barely notice
that is your name
beauty is what it
has turned into
and your name
is now the name of love
to me 

Hey Georgi, hey Alex, hey Soph, we're off to New York again...yaaaaaaayyyyyyyyy. I love flying more than any other transportation. I always get car sick and trains bore me. Anyway see you there.