sometimes i would like to sit with you, and tell you everything;

December 30th, 2002 · 22 comments

my father asks, “so. is there a boyfriend?” and i answer him lightly, because it is what i think he would like to hear. “no, dad,” i say. “boys are silly.”

boys are silly. but what i’m not telling him, what i’m not saying is, “sometimes i’m afraid that there is no boy on this earth that would be as careful with my heart as you are. no boy that thinks i’m really a princess. no boy that would tell me i’m beautiful when i’m sick, and buy me candy when i cry.”

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a hide ‘n seek with the cat kind of morning. this is me, gently vibrant & breathing in the hallway. my small, vibrating heart. the slow turn of my head.

quietly discerning the air.

Musique: chris cornell; pillow of your bones.

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