Transition
There is stuff all over my room. I'm scared to lose it by giving it away, but I also don't want to be burdened with anything unnecessary. I wish I could be confident that I'm moving on to greener pastures; I'm worried that I'm headed for crashed expectations and claustrophia of circumstance. I wish I was someone who could keep it all together with elegance and dignity; get everything done, say the right things, float off into a brighter tomorrow.
blue skies
"giant love affair"
i'm not sure i can be entrusted with this knowledge of intense blue you. how far away will i need to go to forget that you exist somewhere. catapulting through a tunnel to the sky... i'm uncertain there could be another you elsewhere
seeing you
how it is possible that all the light in this wide glass room seems to eminate from your face? i can see in colour for the first time: you are asking me a question but i can barely breathe.
poverty
what will i do with these anxieties?
lying in light filtered by blinds
i'm going to have to learn to come alive all by myself.
maybe not a bad thing.
i'll miss the hope that the prospect of you bought to my horizon
disappointment in my room
it comes as no surprise that i'm not picked for your team -
but i did hope.
you are still beautiful
and i will go back to being how i was.
My only 2ndpersonsingular
*You* are a thousand synonyms for beautiful.
How would I find a lifetime of ways to tell you how you are?
Your motley flock reveals an
even brighter you
Not gay in the chem lab
His Adonis-like physique comes as a welcome sight after all last night's thinkings. Confronted with 6"5 of lean muscle mass my emotional dependencies on other women and those colourful, confusing infatuations, are starved out by a Darwinian longing for someone who looks like he could kill a moderately-sized mammal with his bare hands.
Sensitive
I'd love to know what kind of things used to make you cry and if you still get hurt sometimes.
I feel hopeful that somewhere inside you is the feeling that I have too - that maybe we could share it! I worry that we couldn't -
even though you're perfect.
