.Monday, July 12, 2010 ' 8:39 PM Y
;all the things i'll never say.
remember the time we talked till 6a.m,
and i'm tired of missing you.

(moulin rouge in paris. fleeting.)
since we're already onto it,
Christian did say in moulin rouge that love was like oxygen.
but sure, people say love is this or love is that
all the time.
we are probably trying too hard to just find something we can
relate it to
because then, maybe it wouldn't be so fleeting and intangible.
unattainable, or what.
spain, you did it!
i really hate making choices sometimes.
it makes you really messed up and even if you decide eventually,
you spend the rest of your life wondering what where would
i be now if i did that instead of this and
all that?
sure. don't look back and all that inspirational crap.
but i think you will at some point in your life.
but, whatever.
i just have to be there on friday 'cause
you have no idea how important it is to me.
can't believe i made it.
like, a breath of fresh air or someone throwing
lemonade in your face (affectionately.)
so, so beautiful.
the world is a wonderful place!
(yes, i do say this periodically.)
and i love you because because you whirled into my life that night at the train station.
like a darn splash of paint when i was grey.
i'm up for it, if you are.