Saturday, January 16, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
i think it's the things you don't say that hang between each sentence. every breath, pause and look that is so important to me. YOU are so important to me. what you mean, what you represent, what you say, think, laugh.
it's what you are, and what i am to you that makes me go on.
which is why, as she mentioned today over subway sandwiches and cookie crumbs we throw to the cat, i change when i'm with you, even if we're just on the phone.
'you sound so different!' she said. 'so...'
she paused.
'gentle!' she finally exclaimed.
i laughed.
'you were like a girl!' she declared.
the kitten under the table pawed at flecks of bread and tried to chew them.
i guess it doesn't really matter which girl i'm with, who's in my arms or in my bed or in my life, you'll always be the one i can never let go, like a moth to flame.
it's what you are, and what i am to you that makes me go on.
which is why, as she mentioned today over subway sandwiches and cookie crumbs we throw to the cat, i change when i'm with you, even if we're just on the phone.
'you sound so different!' she said. 'so...'
she paused.
'gentle!' she finally exclaimed.
i laughed.
'you were like a girl!' she declared.
the kitten under the table pawed at flecks of bread and tried to chew them.
i guess it doesn't really matter which girl i'm with, who's in my arms or in my bed or in my life, you'll always be the one i can never let go, like a moth to flame.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
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