Pumpkin Pie
The pie that we made yesterday from fresh pumpkin tastes even better now than it did last night.
Maybe it's because it had a day to rest and soak up the flavor from the spices we added.
Maybe it's because it's cold instead of warm.
Maybe it's because after coming back from class, I'm really really hungry.
Or maybe it's because with every bite I am reminded of his laugh that even now makes me smile...his touch that's calming and comforting and invigorating all at the same time...his eyes and the way they say exactly what he's feeling...because weekends together that make me think yes...I could do this for a very very long time.
Maybe it's because it had a day to rest and soak up the flavor from the spices we added.
Maybe it's because it's cold instead of warm.
Maybe it's because after coming back from class, I'm really really hungry.
Or maybe it's because with every bite I am reminded of his laugh that even now makes me smile...his touch that's calming and comforting and invigorating all at the same time...his eyes and the way they say exactly what he's feeling...because weekends together that make me think yes...I could do this for a very very long time.
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