Phase One:
I got home early, today, to find you, blotchy-cheeked and hot-faced,
cradling your head in your hands.
Though I've dwarfed you since my twelfth year,
your piercing, blue eyes--whether mischevious, or livid, or all luminescent with baby-faced wonder,
have a way of reminding me that I am still your little boy.
Tonight, though, bloodshot and
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i'm actually okay... just kind of moody because of the way a potentially-great night with my mom had to turn out.
but... i guess it could have been worse. someone could have gotten hurt, or my car could have been stolen. so i'm counting my lucky stars. seriously, though... thank you. you're an awesome friend... we should hang out, more. and you should call me, if you ever need anything, too. i miss you.
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a compliment from you about writing is one of the greatest compliments I could get. I was SO excited to run into you at school. And I can't wait for Creating Change, either. Really, though, what I can't wait is baking cakes with you for an entire weekend, while we run around the city with a bunch of really smart queers from all over the country.
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i miss you. it was amazing to talk to you at school on thursday, for a minute. i wish we had been friends for longer when you went to Groves. but maybe you, along with molly, thought i was a repressed lesbian. in that case, it makes some sense. it's still too bad... but i can understand it.
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We should have talked more on Thursday! I was being pinballed around from person to person.
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