Apr 29, 2003 15:37
So much on my mind I just can't recline
Blastin holes in the night til she bled sunshine
Breathe in, inhale vapors from bright stars that shine
Breathe out, weed smoke retrace the skyline
Yo how the bass ride out like an ancient mating call
I can't take it y'all, I can feel the city breathing
Chest heavin, against the flesh of the evening
Salutations --
On May 10th I will be boarding a flight leaving from Chicago's own O'Hare Internationl Airport on route to New Jersey's own Newark International Airport. I'm feigning for the smell of pollution, the lack of stars in the sky, the sound of ambulances and police squad cars all through the day and night. The way the concrete jungle shines when it rains, the glare of the light-posts silouhette against the most beautiful landmark I've ever set my eyes on; the New York City skyline. With all my anxiousness, I can't say that I do have equal sadness, I will take this trip home by myself, therefore I'd be away from Meghan for 3 weeks. 3 weeks isn't that long of a time, but when you grow onto someone and depended on them as Meghan and myself do, it's not an easy task to say goodbye.
I'll check all y'all out later,
Good Lookin' out
J2D