Cut my hair
It was longer than I've known you

I would like it if you could compose a list of things that heal you and/or make you the happiest.

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Post anything that you want, post it anonymously, and as many times as you want. Anything.
A story, a secret, your favorite song, a confession, a fear, a love - anything.

When did this happen and why are we so comfortable with this? When did writing an email substitute for a phone call? I want to make an unexpected phone call and leave a poem line on your answering machine. I want to drive to your house and knock on your window. I want to dedicate a song to you, I want to invite you for ice cream, and tell you ( Read more... )

I haven't seen the moon in more than a month. Slumber before nightfall, wake after daybreak. I can feel the irregular breathing in my chest again; it rises up my lungs to my throat. Speaking of infrequencies and irregularities, why are your letters so sporadic these days? Distance, is it?

"This much I'm certain of: it doesn't happen immediately. You'll finish and that will be that, until a moment will come, maybe in a month, maybe a year, maybe even several years. You'll be sick or feeling troubled or deeply in love or quietly uncertain or even content for the first time in your life. It won't matter. Out of the blue, beyond any ( Read more... )

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"...well then I guess in all fairness I should say one more thing about making love stay ( Read more... )

I have to put an end to this, but I don't know where to begin. It is easier to press on this bruise than to ignore its existence.