i want to hold the hand inside you, i want to take the breath that's true.
so this now exists again. out of boredom, i guess. i'll do something with it.
went to the poetry reading at strudel tonight. trey actually came. i was happy he decided to come. i read three poems.. new ones.. one i wrote about him.. rather explicit. i hope he liked them. he seemed to. he said they were really good and he wanted me to give him copies. aw. things seem to be going better.. i hope. either way, vanilla cappucino + holding hands with your boy + poetry = good times. he held my hand and wouldn't let go so i had to clap all weird. it made me giggle all girly. i do like him so!
ah, well.. you know. my feet are extremely cold. they were earlier, too.. because i dressed up a bit (and everyone noticed and complimented me.. that was just so overwhelmingly nice.. because it was so unexpected), and had on open-toe high heels (along with tight black pants, a red zip-up shirt, and silver jewelry). and trey, looking out for my wee little feet, put the heater on in the car for the floor to keep them warm. awr. i wish i had a heater now! brrr.
so so much i want to write & say.. so little time or the thoughts just.. don't come out on the paper right. but i've got a prompt so i'm going to start writing on that tomorrow, i believe. should be rather interesting.
went to the poetry reading at strudel tonight. trey actually came. i was happy he decided to come. i read three poems.. new ones.. one i wrote about him.. rather explicit. i hope he liked them. he seemed to. he said they were really good and he wanted me to give him copies. aw. things seem to be going better.. i hope. either way, vanilla cappucino + holding hands with your boy + poetry = good times. he held my hand and wouldn't let go so i had to clap all weird. it made me giggle all girly. i do like him so!
ah, well.. you know. my feet are extremely cold. they were earlier, too.. because i dressed up a bit (and everyone noticed and complimented me.. that was just so overwhelmingly nice.. because it was so unexpected), and had on open-toe high heels (along with tight black pants, a red zip-up shirt, and silver jewelry). and trey, looking out for my wee little feet, put the heater on in the car for the floor to keep them warm. awr. i wish i had a heater now! brrr.
so so much i want to write & say.. so little time or the thoughts just.. don't come out on the paper right. but i've got a prompt so i'm going to start writing on that tomorrow, i believe. should be rather interesting.