Tonight was a really, really good night. I'm still left thinking maybe I'm misunderstanding something. Maybe it's just trained in there. Or maybe I'm still seeing what I want or don't want to see. Or maybe a pile of other stuff. In the end, I'd like to think that I'm not the only one going to bed with a pretty blown mind.
And in the end, it's a little sad. I'd like to show you some passion, because maybe you deserve it and it's been a fucking long time and I'm really a little tired of being so fucking jaded, and see where that all goes and so on, even if it turns out that nah, all a bad idea, etc.. Don't get me wrong, I think we're pretty clear on where things sit right now and agree it is good, for a whole whack of reasons that I quite honestly don't think need to be as clearly laid out as everything else, and I do think we're both pretty capable of maintaining that as it sits. Doesn't mean it can't be just a little unfortunate, or maybe even a little ironic.
But right now, in this minute, it feels like the snow's softly falling under a streetlamp somewhere a lifetime ago, and in this minute, life is good.
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I honestly wish we could have left it at that. I mean, things worked out well for both of us, for sure. And like, it was such a minor thing.
ReplyDeleteBut I have a good memory, and I don't usually forget how things thought or felt. It's a nice thing to remember.
That was, in so far as these small, irrelevant things go, a truly perfect moment to have frozen in time.