Just Clearing My Head

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Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Thanks.

(The things you do make the words incontrovertible.)

That night you said, "I don't know what those words mean, but whatever it does, I do. I wish there was a phrase that encompassed more, because it just feels like it's not enough."

When I catch you watching me.

The card you made me when I was having a shitty day.

How you would do absolutely anything to get me to laugh. And how you know when I especially need to laugh.

The look you got when I told you about my random weird heartbeat. That it seemed like the first time you thought of me as being mortal.

When I wake up and you're spooning me.

How you bragged to Garyn that I could probably kick your ass. How you think my brain is sexy. How you are always encouraging the artist in me. How you wish I was less independent so there was more you could do for me, but how you admire how independent I am. Everything, everything.

We love uncertainty. We could not bear to know precisely what the future holds for us.

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