Wednesday, January 26, 2011
2. i miss the lazy days of staying up late and waking up at noon
3. i miss the blue skies, the birds, the flowers all blooming
4. i miss not having any drama because it was summer
5. i miss when he'd tuck a flower behind my ear because i thought it was pretty
6. i miss the bare feet on the hot pavement and running to get to where you are going because the ground is so hot and you dont have shoes
7. i miss being able to swim whenever i want.
8. i miss the sleepovers and making pancakes the morning after as we recap our night
9. i miss the summer love when everything is good and all you can do is smile
10. i miss not being stressed about school and grades
11. i miss everyone being oblivious about what is going on.
12. i miss when i could do what i want when i want
13. i miss the loud music and the pajamas tuesday morning just because
14. i miss the lemonade and the frappachinos from starbucks
15. i miss walking to circle k past the old homeless guy to go get energy drinks and snacks and making ourselves look pretty to go out after being at the beach
16. i miss the aviators with the convertible down
17. i miss my babiessssss
what's it like to feel so free? flying with unbroken wings in open sapphire skies. what's it like to smile and mean it. don't judge, i'm tied together by a smile but there's a broken girl on the inside. wondering what it feels like to be free from the burdens daily life places in her hands
stop messing up kid. you better not choke. now's not the time games. no more 'just for kicks' no more jokes and just to say you did it. stop giving in. don't let yourself fall. you're slipping, you stopping gripping onto the only thing holding you up. what are you going to do kid. what are you going to do if you fall.
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love the people who treat you right, forget about the ones who don't and believe that everything happens for a reason. if you get a chance, take it. if it changes your life, let it. nobody said it would be easy they just promised it would be worth it.
I miss you more than I can bear. It feels like I have heartburn from eating too much spice…all the time…but I know it’s just heart ache from missing you. You may be miles away and the possibility of being together, parallel universes and light years apart…but I can’t stop thinking about you, about the times we spent together. Our time together was brief but perhaps it’s better that way; I remember every detail about the moments we spent together…remember verbatim the jokes you told me, the stories, everything. And I can’t help replaying these memories…on the train, in class, while I’m supposed to be studying. I can’t listen to Pandora anymore because every song is about love and every song reminds me of you.
We live in worlds apart and that’s the problem with summer…trips and internships bring you into different worlds that just seem to be detours on the way to real life. But I must admit, I’d leave everything behind to be with you if you cared more…and perhaps if in this day and age, it wouldn’t be ridiculous and foolhardy. To be honest, I don’t know why I’m still so stuck in summer. Thinking about you has been so much wasted time…so distracting for my studies when it’s most important. And besides, it’s been months since we had a real conversation. I should be mad at you but I can’t help but think how well we click, how perfect I think you are for me. It’s funny though because I never believed in Romeo and Juliet, in love at first glance, or in soul mates. Now my heart aches because we would have been amazing together. But really, I should be so mad at you. Mad for telling me you liked me…it would have never occurred to me to be something other than friends if you hadn’t. Mad for telling me when there was nothing either of us could really do about it. Mad for leading me on…when were you going to tell me that you got back with your ex-girlfriend? Mad for telling me you liked me…when it seems like you want to marry your girlfriend. Mad because you are getting in the way of me leading my life…you are so much wasted time.
We are just friends now…and I hate that we are still friends, that you still talk to me, though always briefly. I think it keeps me hoping that someday we might be together…but even if that impossibility occurs, a relationship with you will be fraught with its own thorns (hello ex-girlfriends!...why do you have so goddam many?). But I hate the idea of losing you as a friend even more because let's face it, you are good one. So I am still friends with you, hoping and praying everyday that I think of you a little less every day. I know it will happen. I know one day, I will look at you as just a friend, really, sincerely, genuinely. But right now, I miss you and want you, and I can’t help thinking to myself…goddamit, we could be so sublimely happy together.
I miss you, I miss you. I miss you. And I am still stuck in summer.
my father always said, "early to bed, early to rise
makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise"
it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our house
and we were up at dawn to the smell of
coffee, frying bacon, and scrambled eggs
my father followed this general routine
for a lifetime and died young, broke,
and, i think, not too wise
taking not, i rejected his advice and it
became, for me, late to bed late to rise
now i'm not saying that i've conquered the world, but i've avoided
numberless early traffic jams, bypassed some common pitfalls
and have met some strange, wonderful people
one of whom
someone my father
- Charles Bukowski-