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Everything is hurting when I breathe and I can't take enough air and my sentences never seem to end and they just run and run until they are out of my reach and sight and ability. I just sat on a park bench with a boy I haven't spoken with in months. I am trying to piece together why that was. There is so much theater in my life and not enough
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Its snowing here... and I'm in my psychology lab, supposedly working... but I love you.
The flowers have rotted on the trees here, because of the cold. April betrays one promise and fulfils another. Somehow seems significant, or ominous.
Love you.
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sarah. i have no words for you kind and beautiful and loving you are. i admire you so much. i don't know how to say it. thank you so much for existing in my life.
sonia. i miss you i miss you i miss you. please come visit me here. please please. i am all sorts of broken-down. there is a coffee shop down the street and it has a little window table and every time i walk by, i can imagine you and me sitting there. it needs to happen. soon, my beautiful exotic goddess of spain and love. much much much love.
peace
~meredith
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your smile stares back at me from my locker in the morning, your face caught in a moment of laughter, head back and eyes a bit sarcastic, your mouth absolute sincerity.
your chaos is tangled, and i miss you. i miss you.
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