say more of what's on my mind.
try harder to fulfill what it means to love- people, life, god, me, girl.
I feel tonight as if two phases of my life have just come crashing together in a most excellent way, not without some muffled pain in the offering.
Late night movie with a father who I have barely spoken to my entire life, but have somehow spent two days in a shadow of harmony with. Star Trek. Only crazy people accomplish anything, and they gotta fight through the bars of many cages to get there. eat shit, academia.
Longest piss of my life, leave the theater.
Quiet-running car driven by Julian himself is waiting. Sirius Radio. Yellow acoustic, backporch uncut. Laughing in background of song. Starry night over the desert, expanding in every direction. I am in new mexico, and I am still connected. Tears come to my eyes.
and you're skin and bones...
I feel you all. imperfection.
turned in... to something beautiful...
my, my, what the future holds.
for you i'd bleed myself dry...
Because I love you so.
like late-night strawberry jam in a fresh-made flour tortilla.
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very Kerouac-esque, but in an alejandro way. I like it.
this is beautiful.
And the conversation we had that night; the beautiful, meaningful silences; that just made me fall for you a little bit more.
I love you too. In every way that I can. I feel it deepen with every late night phone call, every time I receive a letter, every time a certain song plays.
And I too look forward to what the future holds.
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