Okay, two things. First, I wrote this poem the other day.
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ah these days, these days
of sighs and shrugs and doey eyes
of slips of paper tucked in pockets
insides healing, glances stolen
prancing jumpy hearts are bleating
sparkling kisses liquored, drinking, drunk on wine they oozed themselves
a messy multicolored splot of feelings soaring dripping rushing
days and nights, these days, I love
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Second, today marks the first day I am going to try to stop liking Skye. I fear I have crossed over that line between being romantic and being scary (ie calling, emailing, IMing too much) and I'm going to be spending almost a week with her and a bunch of my friends soon.
If she's not into me, and especially if she's into this other guy during that week, it'll really screw with my vacation. So, I've got to move on - I've got two weeks. I'm allowed to reply to anything she sends my way, but no initiating conversation or email. It's been fun, but I've let shit like this go on for an entire year before - time to get out before I'm broken.
It's kind of like lent only shorter and I'm not religious.
It's been a lot of fun, and I still have this striking feeling that we match each other's craziness really well, but I guess it'll have to wait until next time - next time we're both single...next time we meet each other in a different world, a different dream, a different life.
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ah these days, these days
of sighs and shrugs and doey eyes
of slips of paper tucked in pockets
insides healing, glances stolen
prancing jumpy hearts are bleating
sparkling kisses liquored, drinking, drunk on wine they oozed themselves
a messy multicolored splot of feelings soaring dripping rushing
days and nights, these days, I love
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Second, today marks the first day I am going to try to stop liking Skye. I fear I have crossed over that line between being romantic and being scary (ie calling, emailing, IMing too much) and I'm going to be spending almost a week with her and a bunch of my friends soon.
If she's not into me, and especially if she's into this other guy during that week, it'll really screw with my vacation. So, I've got to move on - I've got two weeks. I'm allowed to reply to anything she sends my way, but no initiating conversation or email. It's been fun, but I've let shit like this go on for an entire year before - time to get out before I'm broken.
It's kind of like lent only shorter and I'm not religious.
It's been a lot of fun, and I still have this striking feeling that we match each other's craziness really well, but I guess it'll have to wait until next time - next time we're both single...next time we meet each other in a different world, a different dream, a different life.