night walks.

i remember those nights very clearly. the way the moon draped over her shoulders, the moonbeams braided into her highlights. the lingering scent of an Usher remix breaking up the frigid cold as her fingers entangled themselves in my hair, brushing a stray, oranged leaf out of the stressed grays. the blush still packed onto her button nose and the stars in her eyes as she caught me staring. the giggle when i turned away, her blush making rounds on my nonplussed cheeks as the pep in my step checkered the marathon in my heart. i remember those nights fondly.