The Curious Incident of the Lesbians in the Night-time
Well, I guess you get what you wish for. Because I forgot my bag with my wallet (check card, cash, license...everything) in Genevieve's car. I felt AWFUL about it, cuz it was 2am and she was home when we found this out. but I can't say I was unhappy to see her again. Even if we did meet halfway at this tattoo place on rt 70 at quarter to 3, it was seeing her again.
"maps" was playing in her car, and i remember singing to her. next was "got you where I want you" and then h.w.c. came on and we just laughed through that, silly silly...
We had two cop cars pull into the parking lot too! we weren't doing anything illegal. we were fully clothed and I was just sitting on her lap in the front seat. so those two cops drove off uneventfully enough. sure sure...go pick on the innocent lesbians.
it was some time during "got you where I want you" that I told her I would miss her so much. and i heard something very quiet come from her lips. It was so inaudible, but I felt it was important enough to inquire "what?" and she said "i love you"
those words have been weighing on my mind the past while. I wanted to say them to her, desperately. In my nightmare I even left out the part where I go back to her car to get my keys that I forgot and I tell her I love her. but it was in there. I wanted so badly to speak them, I suppose that was why the lines "wait, they don't love you like i love you" were so easy for me to sing to her.
those words can be scary. that's the only reason I was a pussy about it. I've had them mangled and abused...mistreated and walked on. but those were only the words. and those were only words with the wrong people. the moment we spoke them i felt this amazing presence of peace and tranquility.
then two more cops came and these actually talked to us, explaining the many burglaries in the area, and so they had to check it out. I told them about me forgetting my bag and us meeting halfway. they parked a little ways away and waited for us to get going. being a good responsible cop or waiting for a free show? i dunno. i didn't really care at that point, lol. so we said goodbye with our new found words, but they still don't sum up everything i feel.
on the way home i thought of this new vocabulary and all the fun ways i can use it. text messages, voicemails, during kisses..."i love you i love you i love you" it sounds quite nice to me. quiet whispers, in my dreams, thinking to myself as i walk the new york streets, and the cali beaches for that matter. but i need to shower in 20 minutes for this plane. so now i go.
i love you.
"maps" was playing in her car, and i remember singing to her. next was "got you where I want you" and then h.w.c. came on and we just laughed through that, silly silly...
We had two cop cars pull into the parking lot too! we weren't doing anything illegal. we were fully clothed and I was just sitting on her lap in the front seat. so those two cops drove off uneventfully enough. sure sure...go pick on the innocent lesbians.
it was some time during "got you where I want you" that I told her I would miss her so much. and i heard something very quiet come from her lips. It was so inaudible, but I felt it was important enough to inquire "what?" and she said "i love you"
those words have been weighing on my mind the past while. I wanted to say them to her, desperately. In my nightmare I even left out the part where I go back to her car to get my keys that I forgot and I tell her I love her. but it was in there. I wanted so badly to speak them, I suppose that was why the lines "wait, they don't love you like i love you" were so easy for me to sing to her.
those words can be scary. that's the only reason I was a pussy about it. I've had them mangled and abused...mistreated and walked on. but those were only the words. and those were only words with the wrong people. the moment we spoke them i felt this amazing presence of peace and tranquility.
then two more cops came and these actually talked to us, explaining the many burglaries in the area, and so they had to check it out. I told them about me forgetting my bag and us meeting halfway. they parked a little ways away and waited for us to get going. being a good responsible cop or waiting for a free show? i dunno. i didn't really care at that point, lol. so we said goodbye with our new found words, but they still don't sum up everything i feel.
on the way home i thought of this new vocabulary and all the fun ways i can use it. text messages, voicemails, during kisses..."i love you i love you i love you" it sounds quite nice to me. quiet whispers, in my dreams, thinking to myself as i walk the new york streets, and the cali beaches for that matter. but i need to shower in 20 minutes for this plane. so now i go.
i love you.