Slowly all feet murmur in the morning fog
and lights shine from the walls of locked buildings.


I don't need to control my mind to have a happy life...

I said what I meant
(not so eloquently like I had hoped)
and kissed her feet

"your love is boundless"

I was suprised by the letter but it fell right into place as if I'd already carved perfectly sized little holes for the words in my mind. Ready to hold them comfortably and let them rest.

another reason to keep.

What did I say to Woods?
Freedom, I think.
In as many aspects of the word as I can fathom.

I remember when you left.



I kept your hair in a box for years
and when I found it it was as soft and perfect as that dusty afternoon at the train station when you made the cut and pressed it hard into my palm. It's all bittersweet now. Time moves and builds our callouses so that these small sensations can't prickle us every time. These took years to construct.

I wrote, then, about all the voices yelling over the loud air and the huffing engine and of all the construction workers on their scaffolds watching us. I know well the sound of the gravel under my shoes when I walked back.
I don't know where I was going, though... each time seems like that. Bus stations, train stations, driveways.... watching you leave. You probably don't remember at all. You even forgot my body.

Don't think that I am not also thinking about all of the sweet things I will never have again.
Please.

Finding parts of myself that are still just as strong as they were before I put them in hibernation for you.

Finding that I'll still be frowned upon for loving the way that I do. Even from the most unexpected people.

Companionship is a wonderful thing.
I am not so terrible for seeing more than what you see in that.

I don't want to feel ashamed.

Still end up feeling ashamed for things that I would like to be proud of...



"

You better shut your mouth
Hold your breath
Kiss me now you'll catch my death

"
..............................................................................

This is to say:
......

i want peace. And i want my own. And i want
life to show me many different things that will give me chills and smiles. And i want to
always be
determined. For what is worse than losing a spirit?