asphalt hair
Thursday, Jan. 31, 2002
The way he talks to me when he hears me versus when he just has text is so unbelievable different and I believe its because we as humans seek the warmth of other humans. The most prolific and perfect of words don�t wrap their reality around your heart. They are mere food for thought. But my voice embracing his voice, perfect unison�..is beautiful.
Tonight he told me that he doesn�t have a black book because ��I keep your phone number in my watch so its with me all the time.� lol The humoristic way he talks without knowing it. I keep him in my heart all the time even if we skip a few beats.
Maybe love is like this. Maybe I�ve just never known it. I told him that he�s the most �real� relationship I�ve ever had. And I don�t care if no one else in the world believes in it�I do.
I think I need to stop being so damn selfish and try for once in my life to be selfless. Totally selfless�.. maybe once I do that I�ll find peace�.. Just maybe�. I think when it comes to him I am completely selfish because he can make me feel so complete and I seek that feeling over and over again�.instead of finding it within.
-PoeticaL
There is asphalt around me, there is concrete around me
There is steel and glass, there is one law around
Trust yourself
Trust yourself
Trust yourself
Trust yourself
I can see the end of the blue sky
I can see the earth and the asphalt
And if I am in a state to understand something
Tell me something that you think I should know
-Na�ve
(Post Alcoholic Anxieties)