I'm very stubborn.
I think about how much more important this is than highschool and his memory turns into a living picture of those years; lived minute by minute, a hundred years ago.
He screwed me up, sort of.
And I guess that made me into the type that alludes a self-possessed indifference to the wild part of me that is almost cruel; But deep inside I can still feel the pressure building like a volcano waiting to erupt from the center of my soul.
You can search high and low and I still think that the two quietest places in the whole world were when he kissed my nose and the several closely related movements we made together.
I sort of resent that.
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Rothko
"I still think that the two quietest places in the whole world were when he kissed my nose"
ReplyDeletelike that is a place. a PLACE. it's a place it's a named place that isn't what people would usually say is a place but its your FREAKIN PLACE. It's a place like a city like a real place why do i love this line so much why.
That last long sentence.
ReplyDeleteUm, great job! So good.
ReplyDeleteFirst long sentence and the last long sentence. Mmmm
ReplyDeleteYou wrote this with such a refreshing tone, the way you approached it was beautiful. I love writing such as this that makes me think. Amazing.
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ReplyDeleteI like this too.
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