/// my sailormate

you and me. i remember watching this over and over and dancing all over my room in bilbao while dressing up in the morning. "i wanted to control it!" then i would run to the bathroom and say good morning to my flatmates. "but love, i couldn't hold it!" then back to my bedroom. i was on my way to the library, and i knew i was going to see you again. :) the bus going to deusto, the walk towards the library, the stairs to the second floor, the rows and rows of white desks, and the familiar tuff of blond hair sticking out in the back row. :) oh love, i couldn't hold it.