xoxo, No Volume, Jac.

I think we know each other a lot better than we give ourselves credit for.
We're so the same and so different.
We're all the same people in different places and different times.
Nobody's ever had me penned quite as well as you.

Thank you for keeping me company when I'm lonely.
Thank you for letting me know I'm not the only one.
In our own little corner of the universe we're invincible. 

You give me something to think about and something to remember.
You have the words just right.
Better than I could ever get them, anyway.

Maybe I'm just the outsider looking in, but thank you for giving me something to see.


Love always,
Ali

Birthday Girl (for Jac)

For Jac on her birthday.

I want to write of crowded rooms and Tipsy-Talkers and how his
hands felt on her waist.

How the dress clung to her in all the right ways.

"The way he looked at her was like no other."
Like she caused the sun to rise.

She sipped Shirley Temples and custom mixes of fruit and Sprite.
"Kiss Her, Kiss Her" they called it.

His hand on her waist.
Fingers against the delicate purple fabric of her dress.

"Her smile was like no other."

Eyes like melted chocolate.
Always sweet on you.

Princess, they called her.
Even if she doesn't own the crown.

Kiss her, kiss her.

His mouth on hers.
A smile and flash of Bright White Teeth.

She's in the Spotlight
Only she never wished for it to be that way
(surprise, surprise).

Even if it is her day.
Hey, Birthday Girl.

Smile.