the light from this screen makes my eyes hurt, wishing for the lights by your bed. lying in my own bed, trying to sleep- I'm wearing your sweatshirt, it smells like you, cologne and cigarettes and pheremones. I miss you already. worry. come home to me, whole. something clever to say at cocktail parties, but I need more than that. I need you.
the L-word. meeting people under very much the wrong circumstances. how can the world be so blind while beautiful things are burning?
it's like 1,000 rubber bands inside my head.
tomorrow will be headaches and strange phone calls. tomorrow will take forever, and the next day one more. but tonight, tonight is the longest eternity yet.
631 839 1769.
my present tense torn away, leaves me begging for your hand to hold.
I'll get them to turn the light back on for us, I will. even if you can't see it, I'll yell out silly things for you. I love you, and I promise it will be okay.
crying, lots of it. beautiful big thoughts and sharp corners and more emotion than there maybe should be all at once.
Posted by: s at August 19, 2004 03:34 AMdeep breath. breathe. eeee. i need to run away, i need the phone to ring, i need something to sedate me so I can sleep. i need you, i need some asprin, i need to hear the sound of your voice.
Posted by: s at August 19, 2004 03:39 AM