January 12, 2013

It’s incredible how quickly something can appear. It’s as though life is really liquid, as though it’s never really been solid at all, and it shifts and forms to fill the cracks and quiet. I’m trying to keep my cool. I am. It’s hard when I’m liquid, too, I think I might be cupped in your palms, I think I might spill out onto the floor but what warm hands you have. I’d love to stay.

I slept in your bed last weekend. You slept on the floor next to it. I wish you would have crawled under the covers, I dreamt of having your arms around me. I feel so weak next to you. I feel like I’ve lost my wits. I feel like my friend has taken my car keys from me after a long night of drinking. I’m not in control. I want to kiss you and feel your nails on the small of my back. Everything is just beautiful. Everything is just wonderful.

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