The Love Poem

I've noticed people like simple poetry. Those "I love you, you make my heart beat like a drum in my head. And I can't wait to bring you flowers, but you will place them on my grave because I can't imagine you leaving this earth before me so I will most definitely go first. And we will die in each other's arms, (But you will survive me) the end of our emotional obsession of course." But I don't get that, the baseness. GUILTY. It seems more truthful in an "I have no idea what I'm doing but I know I feel better when you say you love me, even when we haven't talked about any truths greater than you want to make out in your car." Kind of way.

In the same way we love to hate ourselves, we love to love ourselves. I told my best friend, the best thing I could think of doing, was drinking every beautiful thing I could, try to make this potion that will seep from my pours and bleed from my eyes when you look at me. If all I'm made up of is what I see, what I read, and what I think, then I control exactly what world I live in with that power of perception.

What are you doing? 

Fragments

Where are you?
And why did those hyena laughs make me miss you?

I'm on the floor and these pages remind me those cries for being heard aren't my only option. I have you. And I have your pages. Those hyenas wouldn't laugh at your jokes but they make me feel so much less alone.

Falling through the earth. Oh little darling, I can barely hear you. When I reach the surface and fall back down towards the moon. I can see you bob and sway to your own music inside of your ears and I know that's exactly why you're so beautiful.

Not doing enough, never doing enough. Don't be so amazed by this lack of doing. I see them disgusted mostly by seeing their own reflection in your innocence. It's not innocence when I could be you. But I'd rather die.

An option that doesn't even seem that bad when you weigh it with walking atrophy. That's where this gets tricky. With all your options in all your days in all your minutes, will you die from living or die from the lacking?

We learned how to be something.

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Two Broke Girls

The best part of being on an adventure, is every single day. Even if it means cuddling under blankets in a cold apartment in San Francisco sipping tea, actually being there, in that moment, in that location, makes everything more exciting.

We just woke up. There were sounds of vegan banana pancakes being made in the kitchen when we opened our eyes. Now we're all laying on the floor in a cute little house in East L.A. before we start this brand new day.

We're staying with my best friend. Her dad was in the marines and we met during her two year stay in New Jersey when we were ten. She moved shortly after and at some point in college we became pen pals (I love pen pals). Now it's 18 months after I first visited her in Los Angeles, I've been here three times, she's been to both New York City and Austin to see me. Love at first sight.

Today we'll go hang around the city, and go to the taping of Two Broke Girls. April (Nellie's sister) works on wardrobe for the show and we get to sit in.

It's funny the places life will take you when you just go with it.