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By darwin Date: 2004 Mar 19 Comment on this Work [[2004.03.19.14.04.27940]] |
| it's just one of those days. one of those days when you wonder what the rest of your life will be. when just seconds seem like an eternity, that you would rather not face again. but yet I try. my hair is pulled back in a sloppy make shift pony tail. yet i'm trying to grow my hair out. i look at my shapeless mass and wonder what makes you want to touch me sometimes. why it seems that magnetic intuition draws your hands to skin and traces lifestyles and rain into it. rain, like the thundering clouds, the unspent chases of wind, if only blowing through our minds memory. but i remember, i remember every moment. even the clothes you wore that first day. your jeans and shoes, your white socks and your simpsons shirt. i remember what you wore the next day. your cords and your old tatterd jawbox tee. but i also remember how your hand clung to mine when we went to different sections in the book store. how our fingers held on to that last breaking second when millimetres separated them. i remember how when i first told you that i loved you, as we lay naked, i remember how tears fell from your face. i remember your head above mine, and the look of joy that reached your beautiful face. i remember every moment, even if you don't think I do. I remember it all. down to the mimosas at midnight and wrapping our naked bodies in a blanket, while we watched true romance and talked about getting married for the first time. so forget the fights and throw the romance to the side, because everything I need to know about you, I already have in my memory. |