Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Chasing you.



So much has changed. I feel human in your arms, and that's the only time I ever do. I drift through life day by day, unliving. When I'm with you, I'm flying.

Do you need me like I need you? Will you hold onto me and make sure I never leave?

I really hope you say yes.

I'm wearing your sweatshirt to bed, regardless of the fact that all I can smell is oil and machines. I love that smell, and how it's entirely you. Machines, industrial, tough. Everything you love and everything you are. It's everything I'm going to grow into and become, alongside you.

We could live together forever, did you know that? We are perfect for each other, in so many uncountable ways.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

What an amazing writer you are. :)

-Monica