sunlight kisses my fingertips

you'll drive slowly up into my driveway

and I'll come racing out the door

my bag swinging behind me in the wind

I'll slide in the passenger seat

a smile on my face and the exchange of greetings on my lips

a smile, a laugh, a grin

and we'll be off once again

music playing in the background

we won't need to talk as the morning grows

I'll rest my head back and softly smile

as I watch the sun kiss your cheeks

in a place usually reserved just for me

oh how I long to hold your hand

caress your fingers

touch you somehow

in some way

to properly express the joy I'm feeling

your eyelashes long and soft seem sleepy as you remain silent

shared glances, locked eyes

the deep brown of mine meeting the kaleidoscope of yours

sometimes pure brown

other times gold and green skirting the edges of your iris

I'll never let go of these early mornings

my breath tasting of coffee

my hair wafting the scent of my shampoo

and you with your own particular scent

slightly stronger from your shower

a scent I've come to recognize and dream about

it's the familiarity of you that I've grown accustomed to

so fast you've taken over my dreams

predictable in a good way

I lock these memories in my heart

the contact that makes it skip a beat

the moments that make it race

keep them close by

and let them out when I'm alone

surrounding myself in thoughts of you

letting them surface as I drift into sleep.

Home will always be here.

I never realized how bad my writing can sometimes be. I was looking back at my poems and I realized that some of them are pretty bad. Oh well, you have to get the bad ones out before you can start improving. However, I think I really like some of them. Some ring more true now than they did before, strange how I can connect so well with it as if it were written only yesterday.

I had a little too much fun, back when I was young.

Sometimes I wish you'd step out of your shell,

if for just one minute.

And for that one minute,

I'd wish you'd tell me how you really feel.

We could run away into the sunset

watch the stars

laugh as our feet hit the pavement.

You and I could be everything.

I lose control when we touch.

My fingers gliding through yours,

finally home.

I miss it when it's gone.

You light me up when you're around,

a smile a new permanent addition to my face.

My freckles smile when you say my name,

my insides start a new dance every time we lock eyes.

You've messed with my mind,

I don't know if it's a good thing.

I see you in my dreams,

I see you when I close my eyes,

I see you in everything I say.

I'll never be the same.

Sorry I've been gone for so long, I've been thoroughly enjoying my summer. Let me catch you up on my life so far:

1. I finished my soccer year off with a bang, starting nearly every game for a little over half of the season, and played a majority of the game almost every time.

2. I've been taking summer school.

3. I went to Taiwan for ten days.

4. I've acquired a boyfriend named Josh.

5. I've been spending nearly everyday with my best friends.

Alright, so my summer has been pretty full of things so far and I've still got two more trips lined up. One is going on a week-long mission trip with my church to Tennessee. The other is going down to see my grandmother and grandfather for a week down in Champaign. I think that it's going to be a very productive summer.

The summer school class that I'm taking is called intro to business and it is possibly the easiest class that I've taken so far. My teacher is very absent-minded and we often spend time watching episodes of The Office and we are currently watching the movie, Pay It Forward.

Taiwan was absolutely breath-taking. If it weren't for everyone back home, I don't think I would've wanted to leave.

My boyfriend, I don't really know what to say about him. He's very shy, but I've grown to care about him. I dunno, that sounds too stuffy. I really like him. Wow, I don't really know how to talk about it. I mean just sitting here typing this, I feel somewhat foolish trying to describe it and I'm doing that thing that I do when I'm embarrassed, which is bite my lip, blush, and sway back and forth. Anyway, things are going very well with him and I'm going to move on before I start REALLY turning red.

I've been spending almost every waking moment with my best friends. This is actually a rare day in which I haven't seen any of them at all so far. I'll probably end up calling one of them soon enough. However, it's been a nice routine so far. I'll wake up, go to school, and then spend the afternoon just hanging out, very low key, very typical summer.

Sometimes it starts to feel like my life is turning into a screenplay. You know, the basic movie-type where the heroine has everything she could ask for; an easy class, an amazing boyfriend, equally-amazing-if-not-more friends, no real responsibilities, and the days slipping by like sand through one's fingers. A soundtrack of dance-able, sing-able songs and laughter constantly filling the air. A suntan coloring my skin and flip-flops on my feet, sunglasses and candy, swimsuits and bikes, shorts and tank-tops, long nights and early mornings, calls and texts, hour long phone conversations with my best friend and boyfriend, smiles and jokes, relaxing and acting crazy.