Friday/Saturday
Go to work at 5pm.
Get there and find a present wrapped in red paper with a bow and a note that says "DON'T OPEN UNTIL AFTER WORK!"
So, of course, I open it to peek, but it's only a brown cardboard box.
I finally open the box at 9:17pm.
Contents include:
[I ate the second X symbol]
[Train station a.k.a. place of our first kiss.]
I get to the train station at 10:16pm [a little early] and wait in my car.
Then make a call and realize I'm supposed to get out of my car.
I walk up to the area to get onto the train and see some boy on a bench with a gutair.
" I want to know your plans and how involved in them I am.
When I go to sleep for good will I be forgiven?
And If you want roses you can go buy a bouquet.
If that just won't cut it, well what can I say?
You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that's what you do. That's what you do.
I want to know your fears, from your feet to the back of your ears.
When they raise the landing gear will your heart stay here?
If you could forgive me for being [a brat], well you...
you could hit me or whip me, I'd savor each lash.
You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that's what you do.
No more fighting.
This is only a waste of our time
'cause soon we'll be leaving.
Will this strength still be mine?
I'll look out for you 'til I die, 'til I rot.
I'll remember you 'til I die, until I rot.
You're what keeps me believing the world's not gone dead,
Strength in my bones put the words in my head.
When they pour out to paper, it's all for you.
'Cause that's what you do."
And then we finally went to sleep around 4am.
Next morning get a bagel and tea/coffee.
Drive home to find an early christmas present.. a new cell phone! [complete with a new number... 978-476-6890.]