And I can feel your high rocking me inside. It's too much to hide.
An attempt at letting my mind speak.
In 5 years... I see myself alone in my own apartment. I just got off work about an hour ago. I'm leaning against the counter as I'm waiting for my T.V. dinner to finish warming up in the microwave. I finish pouring my wine, and lick the wine residue that's on my finger. I scratch the back of my left calf with the toes on my right foot. The temperature is just right. It's not too cold, but it's cool enough to keep my long sleeved button up shirt on and take off my slacks. I head to the television and pop in the second disc of the FRIENDS Season 7 DVD. Just when I'm about to press the TV/Video button on the remote control, I see that an episode of Gilmore Girls is playing. By this time, I've probably finally seen almost all episodes of Gilmore Girls. During a commercial break, I grab the cordless phone and call up my best friend. She's at the 99 cent store on her cell phone. I can hear Audrie trying to calm her septuplets down as they scream in their little matching jumpsuits. I hear her saying to her kids, "I can't hear your Auntie Jenny with all of your complaining." She speaks to me and asks if she could call me back. I say, "Of course." She reminds me, "You can babysit on Thursday right?" I cough, turn up the volume on the T.V. and say I can't hear her, but quickly laugh it off and say, "Sure."
OK, maybe the future won't be exactly like this, but here's what I can predict: I'll probably be living alone. Maybe single... maybe dating. Audrie will still be my one friend, my best friend. I'll have a job... maybe even be at the beginning of my career.
As for today, as for tomorrow, and as for the time in between, I don't know what's going to happen. I don't know who I'll meet. I don't know which friends I'll keep. I don't know the details of what I'll be doing. I don't know what kind of person I'll become. At this moment, I feel torn. I think I'm stuck in between wanting to be this way and wanting to want to be that way. I feel lost, sometimes hopeless, and often unsatisfied.
If I told you that I can't stop thinking about you, would you hold it against me?
(Yeah I know the quote is, "If I told you 'I love you', would you hold it against me?" but I'm not in love, and neither are you.)
P.S. Thanks for a good Saturday, best friend.
In 5 years... I see myself alone in my own apartment. I just got off work about an hour ago. I'm leaning against the counter as I'm waiting for my T.V. dinner to finish warming up in the microwave. I finish pouring my wine, and lick the wine residue that's on my finger. I scratch the back of my left calf with the toes on my right foot. The temperature is just right. It's not too cold, but it's cool enough to keep my long sleeved button up shirt on and take off my slacks. I head to the television and pop in the second disc of the FRIENDS Season 7 DVD. Just when I'm about to press the TV/Video button on the remote control, I see that an episode of Gilmore Girls is playing. By this time, I've probably finally seen almost all episodes of Gilmore Girls. During a commercial break, I grab the cordless phone and call up my best friend. She's at the 99 cent store on her cell phone. I can hear Audrie trying to calm her septuplets down as they scream in their little matching jumpsuits. I hear her saying to her kids, "I can't hear your Auntie Jenny with all of your complaining." She speaks to me and asks if she could call me back. I say, "Of course." She reminds me, "You can babysit on Thursday right?" I cough, turn up the volume on the T.V. and say I can't hear her, but quickly laugh it off and say, "Sure."
OK, maybe the future won't be exactly like this, but here's what I can predict: I'll probably be living alone. Maybe single... maybe dating. Audrie will still be my one friend, my best friend. I'll have a job... maybe even be at the beginning of my career.
As for today, as for tomorrow, and as for the time in between, I don't know what's going to happen. I don't know who I'll meet. I don't know which friends I'll keep. I don't know the details of what I'll be doing. I don't know what kind of person I'll become. At this moment, I feel torn. I think I'm stuck in between wanting to be this way and wanting to want to be that way. I feel lost, sometimes hopeless, and often unsatisfied.
If I told you that I can't stop thinking about you, would you hold it against me?
(Yeah I know the quote is, "If I told you 'I love you', would you hold it against me?" but I'm not in love, and neither are you.)
P.S. Thanks for a good Saturday, best friend.