cornelius

ah, it has been a while... i promise not to be such a busy stranger anymore.

my mestizo virgin mary came to visit me all the way from california... i took her to see the blood brothers. i guided her through every record store in town. i showed her to the hole in the rock... we dug all the statuary, we rebuilt the ruins, we drank deep of all the culture the desert has to offer. we stumbled around casey moore's, we laughed at all the bare-assed jokes that metropolitan adventure could throw at us. her and her cousin just left, moments ago, and i'm missing her already.


her gifts are many
her vices non-exsistent
nobody's perfect


i knew she was leaving tonight, but i wasn't prepared for the departure. she has gotta be at class tomorrow at nine am, and i appreciate the sacrifice. she's just my friend, sure, and she's admirably cautious. i just wish there could be something more tangible. she's taught me so much, she's given me a reason to hold my head up high. i'm starting to care again, hoping for the best... i am getting inklings she feels the same way about me, and i'm okay, i'm o.k. with taking it slow, i'm alright with taking our time, figuring out where each other stands. we've both been through it, we've both had the fear, and we both don't wanna make the same mistakes again, giving our hearts away without gift receipts.

fisherman are always filled with tales of the one who got away, and so am i.

-bobby