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Wednesday, December 1, 2010

For my love, Andrew ♥

theres a whole wide world out there.
i bet you didnt know that.
i realise now that there are people that are just like me
i thought id never say that
what is it that we realize when we breakdown?
that we are a complete mess
Is it only contagious if its harmful? Can i ask a really hard question? It'll eventually take some time to answer, and i know that its only gunna last a while until my next melt....

I remember your face. I most specifically remember how your hair use to curve above your forehead, like it was a cliff of grass i could destroy with my hand. oh how i loved to run my hands in your hair, they were bunnies, and your hairy scalp was a sweet playground that went on forever. I remember your eyes, they always looked black at night, and brown in the daytime. i specifically remember telling you how much i loved your eyes, and how they looked so deep into me and said everything i knew you couldnt. You were so tall, your face was a crossing ribbon, only breaking when i stood on the very tips of my toes. i use to love kissing you just because i had the pleasure of feeling your face against mine, it was soft, sometimes, scratchy like a lumberjack but your cheeks were always soft and open, it was very peculiar that they fit so perfectly in my hands. I remember your laugh. Your voice, it was strong, sometimes cracky, but very appealing, it fit you. Broad, muscular shoulders, together they were long. I loved your shoulders, almost as much as i loved you, they were like a strectch of road that a plane could land on, no..not a plane, my arms, they were always around your shoulders your neck my hands usually folded together or in your hair. It was strange how i could care less for your mouth, oh no not your words, but your actual mouth, it was probably the most plain thing about you. It wasnt too long, most definitely not puffy or chapped, it was as if it was just placed there that you may have a complete face. its not that i didnt love your mouth, it was always inviting and cute, especially when you smiled or puckered for a present you know would linger on my mouth for decades.. and it still does. I remember your wings, they were especially strong and comfortable for sleeping, like long body pillows attached to your chest. That chest with the heartbeat i still sometimes hear as i lay on my bed, it was a certain symphony i'd always remember. My favorite is the nights id just lay there on the earth with you starring at the stars, my head on your chest, my heart keeping perfect rhythm and time with yours. The way your arm went completely across my back and part of my hip, you were my eagle, i was just a small mouse. I knew that the time with you would be some of the best time i'd ever invest with a single person. Do you remember walking? i do. Do you remember the long talks we'd have, our silly debacles about everything silly? i do, i fondly remember you always letting me win. Do you remember what it was like, the rush of knowing we were disobeying everything we ever believed in? You, loving someone completely out of the norm of what was accepted? i do, i remember the fights i had with everyone who didnt like what i was doing, going mad, bonkers, insane.. in love. in love.... With you.

1 comment:

  1. That is beautiful...a very open hearted way of describing him.

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