So i had a bit of an epiphany today while laying below the misty canopy of my bed. I was listening to my IPod and flashed back to 4 years ago (Porcelin by Moby set it off) and suddenly realized that Drew is coming back, literally to a different world than when he left for Europe 3 years ago. Life was like this...
Trouncing out of bed into wrinkled clothes just to pretend we were at school. The nights were spent in a narcotic painkiller bliss walking around the house in the nude. We watched Dragon Ball Z every night at midnight. We drove really fast thru the winding roads of Palos Verdes with no headlights not caring if we lived or died..just as long as we were in it together. We ate 39 cent tacos from Del Taco because thats what we could afford. We actually paid for henna tattoos at Venice beach...chinese symbol for 'relationship'. The radio was always playing U2's 'Its a Beautiful Day" and "Higher" by Creed. We used to spend all night at a place called Cyber Lab. He taught me how to play Counterstrike by kissing me everytime i killed someone off. We were so broken and flawed. I was always worried he was thinking of someone else. He was always nervous about acting like my ex. He sung to me in the car. We listened to the Animaniacs CD so much that even i know the lyrics. Life was still full of pain and confusion, but there was an innocence that lingers in my memories of that time.
Now, he will come back to this world. The incessant news on television, the new music (which is MUCH better thatn 2000/2001) even new car models will be foreign and new. Now we have a home of our own (an apartment at least), we live closer to the ocean, we have furniture, we have kitchen things, we have a bed and all that goes with nesting...but he has seen none of it. It will all be new...
I am new. Ive done and seen things in this past year that i had to experience. And he has seen unspeakable horrors. New tattoos and piercings have emerged on my body. My face has changed a bit. I eat different food now in subtle rebellion to my mothers cooking. I have some great new friends... not just one or two assholes that i was stuck with. Music has become a large part of my life, as has SG and the ocean. Im no longer afraid of the ocean, its done me countless favors so i trust its beauty and danger now.
And who will i meet at the airport? And how surreal will it be?
If i had tequila i would take a shot and toast to the unknown, but instead i will just have some chocolate milk... some things never change my dear. My cup runneth over and i still leave messes behind me. And whatever will you think of all the pink and red in my wardrobe?
le sigh..
I love you KhaymanIPX
Trouncing out of bed into wrinkled clothes just to pretend we were at school. The nights were spent in a narcotic painkiller bliss walking around the house in the nude. We watched Dragon Ball Z every night at midnight. We drove really fast thru the winding roads of Palos Verdes with no headlights not caring if we lived or died..just as long as we were in it together. We ate 39 cent tacos from Del Taco because thats what we could afford. We actually paid for henna tattoos at Venice beach...chinese symbol for 'relationship'. The radio was always playing U2's 'Its a Beautiful Day" and "Higher" by Creed. We used to spend all night at a place called Cyber Lab. He taught me how to play Counterstrike by kissing me everytime i killed someone off. We were so broken and flawed. I was always worried he was thinking of someone else. He was always nervous about acting like my ex. He sung to me in the car. We listened to the Animaniacs CD so much that even i know the lyrics. Life was still full of pain and confusion, but there was an innocence that lingers in my memories of that time.
Now, he will come back to this world. The incessant news on television, the new music (which is MUCH better thatn 2000/2001) even new car models will be foreign and new. Now we have a home of our own (an apartment at least), we live closer to the ocean, we have furniture, we have kitchen things, we have a bed and all that goes with nesting...but he has seen none of it. It will all be new...
I am new. Ive done and seen things in this past year that i had to experience. And he has seen unspeakable horrors. New tattoos and piercings have emerged on my body. My face has changed a bit. I eat different food now in subtle rebellion to my mothers cooking. I have some great new friends... not just one or two assholes that i was stuck with. Music has become a large part of my life, as has SG and the ocean. Im no longer afraid of the ocean, its done me countless favors so i trust its beauty and danger now.
And who will i meet at the airport? And how surreal will it be?
If i had tequila i would take a shot and toast to the unknown, but instead i will just have some chocolate milk... some things never change my dear. My cup runneth over and i still leave messes behind me. And whatever will you think of all the pink and red in my wardrobe?
le sigh..
I love you KhaymanIPX
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peteyrock:
don't you worry. things will go great. i guarantee that he will love the changes.
mercie:
yeah i was feeling really weird when i wrote that, that mixture of hatred and love that i mentioned in there.... talk to you more about it laters.... xoxo