July 2010
16 posts
we’re becoming.
like a feather,
you make me waver in the air
i float,
and feel weightless
but remind me,
i can slowly fall
back to the books.
highlight of my year.
anger rage.
it's an annual thing
where i pack my life into boxes,
and hope..maybe, for once, this is long term.
am i out of sight, out of mind?
i never thought i would be this to you.
what am i suppose to think?
it reminds me of
the sound of yo la tengo.
the intensity of summer storms.
the smell of your skin after a shower.
the taste of blood orange gelato.
i need you to watch my back… i don’t need you to be giving a shit whether you’re own ego will be hurt.
we're making progress.
one step at a time.
warmth
when you’re there and when you’re not.
don’t stop.
