just you.

you remind me of wild bluebells,

of Beluga Point,

of ladybugs,

of the wind,

of stained glass,

of sky lights,

of the smell of smoke,

of cold lips,

of Robin Hood,

of rivers and creeks,

you remind me of a lot of things.

you remind me of trust and of patience,

of understanding and of a familar home.

most importantly,

no one else reminds me of you.

just these things.

just you.