her body pulls to the right as the train moves away
velocity, learned that in ninth grade physics
ninth, around the time i met the girl i would love for years after
his eyes are the same color as mine
i like to write about my friends. they change my life in little ways. they make me not mind the sunshine so much. they make me wait and smile and take effort to be near them. they make me better. where would i be without the company of such people?
waiting waiting
impatient, now, slowly growing so
i like the crooked angle of his body as he speaks to me. leaning,
easy, easy
relaxed november noon
book upside down on my thigh
nails red
lunch at home
work and research and weekend plans
i know i
talk about the mundane too much
but i take such joy in it?? i can't not.
i need to tell 13 different people about the guy at the grocery i am friends with.
i need to get the gayest haircut possible.
fuck it we ball, i tell my friend who kinda reminds me of you in some ways. she laughs.
i think fuck it we ball is a rational philosophy to navigate a world where there are no certainties
except one or two found in the arms of a dear friend
the sun glows behind me, turning my hair brown, glinting light off my black paperback.
i think less of you
all of me isn't lying at your feet anymore
i told someone about you and they said it sounded like you took advantage of me
no one's ever said that about you
is it true? tell me because my heart is fucking breaking
and I can't believe how many times I'm gonna let you get away with this
//incomplete?
Lolsies
Happy December <3
