2006-07-31
you are my safe house
i see the sun setting, and it looks like a deep sunburn on my skin, rosy and tender to the touch. there are tracks parallel to ours, and i look down on them to see they reflect that peachy shade of the sky's rim.
and in this moment i am thinking of you, and how i wrote you a love letter in my mind the other night. i was trying to fall asleep, and the words drifted to me in some beautiful combination, something valiant and worthy of papyrus and calligraphy. i see this light on these tracks and i wish i could recreate each elusive piece of it, for you.
it would speak of all the world and all its people, and how i will seek out a semblance of you in each one of them that i meet.
because you are a home. i am going to be so homesick, aching for you.
i wish you were here to share this sunburn sky with me. we can talk over scoops of ice cream (with caramel), watch these colors slowly fade as we near them and drive to the horizon as we do. oh how i will miss you and the nearby presence of your love and unending acceptance. a miniscule part of me wants us never to leave, never to grow and expand and age and change. i want us suspended and here with baskin-robbins and an ease of communication that i have never known before.
i don't know any of the words, but i am still thinking of you in this moment before the pen goes down. i am going to miss you.
leesah-likes at 11:46 p.m.