Gutless. Toast.

I went for a wander in the darkness of a winter evening night to asda simply to pick up some sugar. Winter is my favourite time of the year, the ice that covers the ground may be a hazard for people but it also bounces the light of the city around casting a soft orange glow upon my route. I may seem to be romanticising the notion of a freezing cold walk to shop. The thing is I do see it with rose-tinted glasses, simply because of the reason I do it. I embark upon this trek simply to put a smile on my face by seeing the one person who makes me smile without fail. And her amazing-ness I can't think of another way to explain it she is miraculous. Noone has ever made me feel as good about myself as she does. Then when I discovered she wasn't there I must admit I was a little disappointed but then bumping into her in store soon remedied this. So yeah I do only go to see her as opposed to for food. I work next door to a different supermarket. Then when the opportunity to walk her home I chickened out, hence the gutless.

The biggest wish I have is to share a slice of toast with her. little wish but to me thats a biggy.