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‘‘happy came to visit me, he bought cookies on the way, i poured him tea, and he told me, "it'll all be okay". well, i told him i'd do anything to have him stay with me, so he laid me down, and i felt happy, come inside of me, he laid me down, and i felt happy’’
‘‘when you go, take this heart, i'll make no more use of it when there's no more you’’
‘‘if you would let me give you pinky-promise kisses, then i wouldn't have to scream your name atop of every roof in the city of my heart’’
‘‘one morning, this sadness will fossilize, and i will forget how to cry, i'll keep going to work, and you won't see a change, save, perhaps, a slight gray in my eye’’
‘‘if i could, i'd be your little spoon, and kiss your fingers forevermore, but, big spoon, you have so much to do, and i have nothing ahead of me. you're the sun, you've never seen the night, but you hear its song from the morning birds, well, i'm not the moon, i'm not even a star, but awake at night i'll be singing to the birds: don't wait for me, i can't come’’
‘‘you're the one, you're all i ever wanted, i think i'll regret this’’
‘‘i'm not doing anything, i'm not doing anything, my body's made of crushed little stars, and i'm not doing anything’’
‘‘what do you do with a loving feeling if the loving feeling makes you all alone?’’
‘‘it's been a long, hard, twenty-year summer vacation, all these twenty years trying to fill the void’’
‘‘i'm tired of wanting more, i think i'm finally worn; for you have a way of promising things, and i've been a forest fire; i am a forest fire, and i am the fire, and i am the forest, and i am a witness watching it, i stand in a valley watching it, and you are not there at all’’