The things we take for granted,
a gunshot away from being gone.

We took some time off work, to meet for lunch. A flight of stairs down from the sidewalk.  A basement coffee/book shop with ubiquitous old-Seattle esprit.  Our easy conversation passed hours like minutes.

No, we met on the sidewalk. I thought it was you because you were standing, waiting, looking at your phone, wearing a (why are they all?) oversized firefighter's jacket.  A man in uniform.

Actually, we met online.  I was curious, checking out the site.  Only one guy caught my interest and you emailed me first.

But we've met before.  When I first saw your eyes, I recognized you from when we were infinite.  I saw the deepest, clearest water and peace, a glimpse of life in love and summer sun.

It is amazing
How you never can really
Tell the simple truth

There’s a silence in-between the broken ecstasy of youth
The dysfunctional becomes the idealistic way of everyday behavior
The act of pretense and the loud incomprehensible filth
Take a listen to this person
Hear their story unfold
Tell me you can’t feel their hearts fault
That slip of the tongue  
That downward glance
And tell me you agree
A fluid filled night
Music that cuts through the room so quietly
Conversation so easily forgettable
Memories so happily forgotten
Nights we ‘blissfully’ collect become the substance of being
The reality of fiction
I pretend to care about
We carelessly listen to ignorance and stupidity
Fall in love on a night of this
Fall in love with a lie that’s so perfectly built
Building a life with the strangers around us
Strangers we pretend to know
Strangers we pretend to be.

I was not the kind of person who remembered details
Summer nothings, like who gave the first rose to whom
or Winter's trivia
did I kiss you or did you kiss me
and did the mistletoe have anything to do with it?

What I clearly recall
is your face the day you left me
I've filled pages with regret
over your hurts and my own

Turns out I'm the kind of person who starts to remember
once the roses and the kisses
are gone.

Winter draws nearer,
My hopelessness too,
I cannot tell you whats wrong,
Which is why I'm so sorry,
My heart feels frozen,
Permafrost,
But hey, maybe that's a good thing.
It will match the season.

You are my sun, the planets and the asteroids in between,
actually, make that the energy that embraces the sun,
the elements and trace elements that make up each planet...

(Oh, my stars!)

You are each perfect petal that unfurls ever so slowly in the morning light,
actually, make that the light that kisses each dew drop which
awakes each petal with that sweet kiss...

(Oh, blush, my buzzing bee!)

You are that raindrop that refreshes my parched soul that's stranded in a desert,
actually, make that the mirage that proves to be an oasis
as my eyes widen in wonderment with the reality of You.

(Oh, shucks, my sweet breath!)

You are my golden compass whenever I get lost in the wilderness,
actually, I wouldn't mind getting lost, if it means
that I get lost in your soulful, beautiful eyes Forever

(Oh, you cheeseball, you!!)

You are the chocolate ganache frosting on that chocolate cake,
actually, you are the powdered sugar on my honey-dipped doughnut
that brushes my lips, the perfect complement for hot, hot coffee

(Oh, honey bun!!)

You are the--

Sweetcakes??

You are the freshly ground pepper that dusts softly on my carbonara, I'm just

Ahem!!!!

You are the freshly ground pepper that dusts softly on my carbonara,
actually it would be bland and incomplete without you and---

Hey, babe!

huh?!

I'm on dense mode right now, what are you really trying to say?
Come on, spill it, I NEVER hear it from you...


Ummm, ummm...I...I...

I mean, I--


Out with it, come on!! You can do it---"I...."

Hoo! Ok, I...

I can do this---

I...

(Note to self: This is IT!!!!!)

I--

Yesss...?!!

I
am
    the empty, wanting glass and you are the refreshing drink that fills me up,
actually,--

~BOINKKKKKkkK~ !! I'm walking away now!!
Geez, if you can't say IT without all the Fluffy, duffy, Fluff,
see me walking away for now...I need the Skinny, the skeleton!
Sometimes one just needs to Hear it, you know?!
Oh, and I love you,in case you didn't know...but see me walk!

Hey, honey bunny, smoochie sweetie pie?

...still walking away~~~~

I...

huff, huff, huff~~

I am walking towards you...

Huff, puff, puff and hufff~! (note to self: Walk on, walk on...)

I said I'm walking towards you...

~bump~!

and

I...
   Love
         You.

You won't read about it in the papers,
You'll only feel it in your head.
Tonight's one of those nights,
And I'm dreaming about dying again.