Cornell
ready. set. speak.: Thread.
Have you ever noticed the way people change in little but noticeable ways? One minute, they’re jumping for joy, and bouncing off the walls, and with a word it’s reversed. Or maybe it’s with personality. They could be so uptight, and forgotten, but jump to the front of everyone’s eyes with a simple…
wtf
just happened. I come home from being at a friends all weekend, only to find out something about some Clark kid that i have no idea who that even is… and that the boyfriend found something out… what he found out, i have no idea, nor do i even know who this “clark” is?
Everytime I see that I have a new message I secretly hope it’s from you. I get the spark in my chest that makes it feel like it’s in my throat, and luckily it’s usually you.
I’m still quite smitten.
Everytime I think of you, I think about how we first met in my jeep. Ice. Then when we first kissed. Sparks. The first time we made love. Fire.
Then somehow, I acted like a teenager like I was, and ruined everything, and now I’m paying for it with the pain in my chest and the empty floating of my heart.
