LumiereFonce

i met you when i was three and you were eight and the world was still a concept i couldn't grasp. it was so big - but it didn't matter, you were in it. you came into my life between orange chalk stained knees and ritz crackers with peanut butter and jelly. you told me that i looked funny but you liked it because you liked the way i laughed. i had no idea what you were talking about i just knew that i liked the way you held my hands when i couldn't see my dad's gray slacks or smell my mother's lilac scent. it was funny because you had to bend your knees to keep from yanking my arm out of it's socket and it was okay because i was used to the