The Love Affair Continues.
Got too drunk at the party the other night. In fact, I knocked over Alex's margarita and it landed in my hair, and the coolness felt good.
He got too messed up, too, and when he got all sweaty and shaky, it was me and Harry who put cold wet washclothes on him. And I wanted to leave him, because I hated him, and the feeling of losing him was too close.
Went to sleep on Harry's bed, and sometime early that morning, Alex climbed in next to me and wrapped his body around mine. And that is how we slept, together, moving, but always together.
Johnny graduated the next day. So it was more parties, but with a hangover. And Harry said something shitty to me, and Alex flipped out at him, and Alex acted pissy all night. Until we got back to his house, and climbed into his too small bed together and he let me tell him about how worried I am.
The next day we were supposed to leave for Myrtle Beach. Instead, we went my storage unit, went to Blockbuster, picked up some food and holed ourselves into a hotel room until this morning when I left for the airport. And we laughed and fought and slept and rolled around and watched movies. And this morning, as we were about to leave and I was still crying, and he was crying too, we laid there and looked at eachother.
And it took forever to say goodbye at the airport. He's all I think of, and I miss his soft skin and his soft eyes and his soft kisses. I miss his sarcasm and I miss picking the fallen eyelashes off his face. I just want him, me and him, forever, nothing else, eternity.
I can't get rid of this pain everywhere.
-Kate
He got too messed up, too, and when he got all sweaty and shaky, it was me and Harry who put cold wet washclothes on him. And I wanted to leave him, because I hated him, and the feeling of losing him was too close.
Went to sleep on Harry's bed, and sometime early that morning, Alex climbed in next to me and wrapped his body around mine. And that is how we slept, together, moving, but always together.
Johnny graduated the next day. So it was more parties, but with a hangover. And Harry said something shitty to me, and Alex flipped out at him, and Alex acted pissy all night. Until we got back to his house, and climbed into his too small bed together and he let me tell him about how worried I am.
The next day we were supposed to leave for Myrtle Beach. Instead, we went my storage unit, went to Blockbuster, picked up some food and holed ourselves into a hotel room until this morning when I left for the airport. And we laughed and fought and slept and rolled around and watched movies. And this morning, as we were about to leave and I was still crying, and he was crying too, we laid there and looked at eachother.
And it took forever to say goodbye at the airport. He's all I think of, and I miss his soft skin and his soft eyes and his soft kisses. I miss his sarcasm and I miss picking the fallen eyelashes off his face. I just want him, me and him, forever, nothing else, eternity.
I can't get rid of this pain everywhere.
-Kate