"You're the colour, you're the movement and the spin."
This weekend has been a weekend to remember.
We did not go out much actually. We stayed home a lot and watched movies and television. I blame it on the rain, although that made it feel better anyway. Rain always makes me feel better, I think it is the sound of it and the colour the sky gets. It turns so gray and you really have nothing to judge time with, but a watch, it just seems like an endless day. That is what a lot of these days were this weekend. Endless…
Ash slept with me all weekend. It had turned into a routine. We would decide to go to bed, turn off the television and walk up the stairs to our respective rooms. Then after about 30 minutes or so Ash would walk in and lay down. Somehow she knew I was awake. Somehow she knew that I anxiously waited every night for her to enter. Watching the clock, making sure I did not fall asleep until she lay down. And every morning, to no avail, I would wake up to her sipping her coffee and watching me sleep. Then she would leave the room until I came out for breakfast.
Last night though, last night was different. After turning off the television and walking up the stairs instead of adjourning to our rooms Ash followed me to mine. Her hands rested on my shoulders almost pushing me down the hallway, as if to say “Do not ask why, just keep walking.” We entered the room and she asked me to turn on the lamp next to the bed instead of the light. So I did. I popped in Silent Dreams and laid down on the bed. She walked over to the cd player and changed the track to Transatlanticism and laid down next to me. And yet again it was different than before; before she always had her back to me. This time she laid down on her side facing me. We looked into each other’s eyes deeply as we lay there in the dim light of my desk lamp. After what seemed like an eternity she reached over me and turned off the lamp. Even in the dark we could see each other. She placed her hand on my face. It was smooth and cold, not that surprising cold, that kind of soothing cold. She leaned in and kissed me. It was soft. It was intimate. It was…Real. I had not felt like that in a long time. We kissed some more and eventually fell asleep.
In the morning I woke up before Ash and decided that I would get up and prepare breakfast and coffee. I made eggs with toast and bacon. I poured her coffee the way she likes it, black with lots of sugar. I could not find a tray or anything so I took it up to the room a little at a time, starting with the coffee. She was still asleep so I sat it next to her on the nightstand. Then I brought up the plate of breakfast and silverware. By the time I got back up there she had woken up and already started sipping on her coffee. As I entered she smiled at me and then her expression changed as she saw I had breakfast with me. She was shocked. I placed it down in front of her apologizing for the lack of a tray. She did not care. As she ate she said to me “seems like quite the opposite treatment as of late. You getting me breakfast and coffee and me sleeping in.” I just smiled and stared at her. I told her I just thought it was appropriate. She told me she enjoyed every bit of it and thanked me. Then she kissed me on the cheek and told me “You’re too sweet.”
We are getting ready to have a picnic today, after all the rain that we have had. Ash says there is this park that she has yet to take me to with a beautiful view. I cannot wait. Today is a wonderful beautiful day.
"leave me paralyzed,
love.
leave me hypnotized,
love."
We did not go out much actually. We stayed home a lot and watched movies and television. I blame it on the rain, although that made it feel better anyway. Rain always makes me feel better, I think it is the sound of it and the colour the sky gets. It turns so gray and you really have nothing to judge time with, but a watch, it just seems like an endless day. That is what a lot of these days were this weekend. Endless…
Ash slept with me all weekend. It had turned into a routine. We would decide to go to bed, turn off the television and walk up the stairs to our respective rooms. Then after about 30 minutes or so Ash would walk in and lay down. Somehow she knew I was awake. Somehow she knew that I anxiously waited every night for her to enter. Watching the clock, making sure I did not fall asleep until she lay down. And every morning, to no avail, I would wake up to her sipping her coffee and watching me sleep. Then she would leave the room until I came out for breakfast.
Last night though, last night was different. After turning off the television and walking up the stairs instead of adjourning to our rooms Ash followed me to mine. Her hands rested on my shoulders almost pushing me down the hallway, as if to say “Do not ask why, just keep walking.” We entered the room and she asked me to turn on the lamp next to the bed instead of the light. So I did. I popped in Silent Dreams and laid down on the bed. She walked over to the cd player and changed the track to Transatlanticism and laid down next to me. And yet again it was different than before; before she always had her back to me. This time she laid down on her side facing me. We looked into each other’s eyes deeply as we lay there in the dim light of my desk lamp. After what seemed like an eternity she reached over me and turned off the lamp. Even in the dark we could see each other. She placed her hand on my face. It was smooth and cold, not that surprising cold, that kind of soothing cold. She leaned in and kissed me. It was soft. It was intimate. It was…Real. I had not felt like that in a long time. We kissed some more and eventually fell asleep.
In the morning I woke up before Ash and decided that I would get up and prepare breakfast and coffee. I made eggs with toast and bacon. I poured her coffee the way she likes it, black with lots of sugar. I could not find a tray or anything so I took it up to the room a little at a time, starting with the coffee. She was still asleep so I sat it next to her on the nightstand. Then I brought up the plate of breakfast and silverware. By the time I got back up there she had woken up and already started sipping on her coffee. As I entered she smiled at me and then her expression changed as she saw I had breakfast with me. She was shocked. I placed it down in front of her apologizing for the lack of a tray. She did not care. As she ate she said to me “seems like quite the opposite treatment as of late. You getting me breakfast and coffee and me sleeping in.” I just smiled and stared at her. I told her I just thought it was appropriate. She told me she enjoyed every bit of it and thanked me. Then she kissed me on the cheek and told me “You’re too sweet.”
We are getting ready to have a picnic today, after all the rain that we have had. Ash says there is this park that she has yet to take me to with a beautiful view. I cannot wait. Today is a wonderful beautiful day.
"leave me paralyzed,
love.
leave me hypnotized,
love."