*Token Single Friend

*Angel and Demon


*Hairspray and Bailing Wire

*...till I return

*Yes, its my world

*blocked for one year

*it is very nice to know

*Sin and Seanachai

*Don't be confused

1. I ask you to do one effing thing
2. Did you?
3. The socks betray him
4. There will be none of that
5. Leave notes in his shirt pocket
6. Trained in the gentle art
7. Put me in coach
8. Our species may, in fact, survive
9.Swarm Swarm
10.During the wooing
11.BUT not private enough
12.The bottomless appetite
13.The first time we forget
14.This is a nice litmus test
15.To get the ball rolling
16.She invited you back to her place for coffee
17.Mary Magdalene or Eva Braun
18.It will only smell and make you queasy

   Tuesday, April 26, 2005

The moment

The newness is the first gust of wind that sends the relationship leaf high above the ground. The first day/weeks even months spent together is the effortless slow flutter. Everything clicks, she's funny, you're funny. She's prettier every day, you're more handsome than ever. Flutter flutter flutter.

As the leaf nears the ground the first arguement and/or misunderstanding happens. You're an asshole and she is crazy as fuck.

Most relationships just hit the ground and never fly up again.

The moment before the grounding, some relationships get a second gust - a second wind. What happens at that moment that sends everything back up again; often higher than it was the first time?

When the first trouble hits, when the you are first threatened and she is first bruised both of you stop at that moment and decide that the "US" is more important than pride, envy, scars left by others and your own silly paper armor.

You decide that what's at stake personally is nothing compared to what she gives you and what you give her. You cut the ropes off, grab her hand and tell her, "come on, let's go get some ice cream."

As you walk away you steal a glance back at the severed twine and anchors you left on the ground.

A smirk appears.

You chuckle.

So many times before they were what you knew and what you had. They were stronger than what you might have and what may come.

This time the promise won. The "what if" was bigger that the "what is".

You shoot back up into the air and enjoy the slow effortless flutter knowing how to summon another gust if you ever get close to the ground again.

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At 4:13 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

The difference between you and so many.
Miss L

At 4:48 PM, Blogger A* said...

I am so getting back at you for that comment.


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