In class I write notes on the back of my hand. Black ink and skin & i write tiny messages. I wait a second and rub against the words printed on my skin, I rub them away until nobody else can see them & i pretend that i'm sending tiny little messages to you. & I feel connected to you, and I want the messages to travel that string from my heart to yours and find there way to you.
They say "you're beautiful" -- they say "i love your laugh in the dead of night, sitting staring at the ceiling with the phone to my ear at 3AM. They say "I'm thinking of you -- can't we get out of here?" -- escape the classroom, meet me at the top of a hill somewhere. Chart the skies with me, discover new places, and when i distract you & when you're looking off, i'll steal the kiss i've been dreaming of taking.
Let me just tug on this heart string, let me just pull you into me, &whisper all the little secrets of how much more interesting i am then anything else you could have to do. let me convince you, let me pull you in and kiss you & let's never look back, because i love you.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Monday, September 3, 2007
Ask me how I am
Ask me how I am; lonely without you, miserable with you five miles away. Ask me how I sleep at night and I'll tell you full. Full of dreams, full of momentary daydreams flittering through the night of waking up next to you. Filled with wanting to be even closer. Filled with wanting to come home with you.
Filled with wanting to shove everything off the calendar, & i want to push it all and watch it slip off the edges, fill it with blankets, fill it with popcorn on stormy nights, fill it with toes touching under blankets when it's just too cold outside their edges. I'll fill my calendars marked by when we kiss instead of by dates, I'll fill them with colorful memories instead of black and white ink, I want to fill all of my days with you.
Every morning I'll wake to discover you again, a game of hide and seek beneath the covers, I want to roll out of bed with you and go on an adventure to some distant land that could be only down the street. Holding your hand, I could go five miles of five-thousand and I'd feel nowhere but at home, excited to be with you. Heart beating, eager to turn the next corner, and filled with the anticipation for the next moment.
This is me. Always wishing I could be holding you, always wishing I could clear away everything else to just be with you. Closing my eyes and wanting to open them to you. Closing my hand and wishing it was closing around yours. I'll blow the stars away and make day come sooner so I can be holding you again.
So here I am. Full of love.
Filled with wanting to shove everything off the calendar, & i want to push it all and watch it slip off the edges, fill it with blankets, fill it with popcorn on stormy nights, fill it with toes touching under blankets when it's just too cold outside their edges. I'll fill my calendars marked by when we kiss instead of by dates, I'll fill them with colorful memories instead of black and white ink, I want to fill all of my days with you.
Every morning I'll wake to discover you again, a game of hide and seek beneath the covers, I want to roll out of bed with you and go on an adventure to some distant land that could be only down the street. Holding your hand, I could go five miles of five-thousand and I'd feel nowhere but at home, excited to be with you. Heart beating, eager to turn the next corner, and filled with the anticipation for the next moment.
This is me. Always wishing I could be holding you, always wishing I could clear away everything else to just be with you. Closing my eyes and wanting to open them to you. Closing my hand and wishing it was closing around yours. I'll blow the stars away and make day come sooner so I can be holding you again.
So here I am. Full of love.
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