| twice stolen |
[06 Dec 2006 11:30 pm] |
1. no matter how hard i try, nothing i write will ever be comparable to the things that come from your mind. we are both quiet by nature so i do not often get the opportunity to tell you... i think that some other people think you are naive, but i think you are so so very far beyond
2. i wish i knew you better just so i could save you from everything but i don't think we've ever even spoken a word to each other
3. you are such a perfectly crafted little person. sometimes when i am talking to you, in my head i am holding your whole self in my hand, and that's why i usually smile
4. i don't know what to say when people tell me they miss you and wish you would come back
5. it makes me sad often that it doesn't matter to you that i don't know you for real anymore, but it's okay because you're pretty
6. you are my sugary silky-haired lemon tart paintbubble princess forever, even though you inherited your mother's disdain for everything in the world. and i wish you didn't have to be lonely at all
7. your body is always dancing and when it is not then your hair is and so you are always moving like all the things that live in the sea, and it is lovely. we don't talk very often but i'm really glad you exist
8. i appreciate it when you tackle me from behind, even if sometimes it doesn't seem like it. i certainly understand the urge, and i'm proud of you for being able to let it fly (maybe a little easier on the tickling though... it has been traumatic since i was very young, i don't know if you know that)
9. i really do miss you, all of you, a lot, but i also really don't think i am going to come back, despite myself
10. i do not know enough words to say what i think of you, it is bigger than words, it is beyond anything i can explain or even understand myself. you are so much more eloquent than i am, i have been hoping it would maybe rub off on me a little (as of yet, still dumb) i could write these sentences until i die and never say enough. it is best summed up in those moments when it looks like i am about to say something but then i don't, because i have to keep myself from just yelling "you're so beautiful, you're so fucking beautiful" because that would be silly, and i hope this doesn't embarass you even though i know it probably does, sorry, i've been crying like this whole time but it isn't your fault, it's just when i feel very strong things they squeeze my heart and the juice comes out my eyes is all |
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