Donnerstag, Oktober 30, 2014

is that you?

Is that you almost crashing into the parked cars because you turned your head to look at me? Is that you who pulls away after dismissing the possibility of running into one of your ghosts? Is that you shaking me up ever so slightly - my heartbeat, my step, my voice? Is that you? And if it isn't, who is this woman and who are her ghosts?

Sonntag, Oktober 19, 2014

The truth is...

So this is new. And it is exciting. The thrill of putting a road on the map by driving it for the first time... It is like walking around in the dark. Our feet exploring the ground rather than merely stepping on it. My breath hitching with uncertainty and expectation. I am trying to figure you out, when we put up our conversations as background noise for this journey on collision course. It is exciting to conquer you bit by bit: Coffee break, phone number, dead of night conversations, your hand while watching a movie... I am sure our sex will be epic once it happens... but the truth is... The truth is I am not sure if I can love you like I loved her. And what if I cannot?