This is for Jack, you won't get it.

[heartflight]

I should be asleep. I am exausted and have to work early but I can't close my eyes without seeing his. I can't stop to think about my trip without thinking about what a good man he is. About his profile next to me, about how you can see it in his jaw. About how he is in love with me. I need to sleep, and my heart is restless. This is what its like, to be completely accepted by another human being, and all I can do in response is cry. All I can do Jack is lean back and pour water on your knee. If we had suddenly been robbed of our ability to speak...you and I would still speak in poems, we would still be singing along when there is no music, I would still be laughing. I have been waiting for what its like when we finish each others sentences, for when we have the same song stuck in our heads, when we know when the other is waiting on us, watching for us to send some type of heart wave down the line. I have been so patient. This feeling is like eating yellow M&M's and picking the hair out of your mouth, its like laughing until you cry and then crying until you can laugh again. It is like not liking your white pepper gravy but eating it anyway, loving your scrambled eggs and secretly wanting to steal some off your plate after mine were gone. It is like shopping for our imaginary home everytime we go somewhere that sells anything. It is like my phone constantly ringing, you are probably trying to call, I need to hear you say it so for now...

I love you too