It's 3:30am 7 months later.
I only find glass in the sand at the beach we used to have picnics at. There's nothing at the old cafes but ghosts of old, faded watercolor images ingrained in my mind.
I'm cold at night. I walk everywhere alone.
I miss having my own little suburban femme dyke to stargaze with near the train station. You were the girl next door. Long brown hair and green eyes, such a pretty thing in the midst of all this sweaty masculinity. The only other girl i'd ever met in my life that was half white half Filipino. I felt like i'd finally found someone just like me. Someone so similar I could join with her.
Everything and everyone feels impure. Dating other people feels like watching an unnecessary movie sequel. Titanic 2!!!!
If I wish really hard, can I wake up tomorrow as Heather? Next to you? I would like that. I would like that so much.
I miss you and I love you...i've never felt like this about anyone before in my entire life. I wish I could snuggle with you and listen to your heartbeat.
I only find glass in the sand at the beach we used to have picnics at. There's nothing at the old cafes but ghosts of old, faded watercolor images ingrained in my mind.
I'm cold at night. I walk everywhere alone.
I miss having my own little suburban femme dyke to stargaze with near the train station. You were the girl next door. Long brown hair and green eyes, such a pretty thing in the midst of all this sweaty masculinity. The only other girl i'd ever met in my life that was half white half Filipino. I felt like i'd finally found someone just like me. Someone so similar I could join with her.
Everything and everyone feels impure. Dating other people feels like watching an unnecessary movie sequel. Titanic 2!!!!
If I wish really hard, can I wake up tomorrow as Heather? Next to you? I would like that. I would like that so much.
I miss you and I love you...i've never felt like this about anyone before in my entire life. I wish I could snuggle with you and listen to your heartbeat.
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it with someone else... it really works. There is a Bob Dylan
song that I think is perfect for situations like this:
"If I ever saw you, I don't know whether I'd kiss you or
kill you, it probably wouldn't matter to you anyway"...
or something like that... it's a drug, I tell you.
just like heroine or something. You know it feels incredible
but it's destroying you in the same time... let go...
*hugs*