Hot coffee and blankets. I don't think we have ever really agreed on anything for too long. I am always right (and you really should see that!). I just see you break into that smile right now. If we could ever take time off from being silly, there are all these things I want to tell you about. You make me laugh like no one else does. You make me cry like no one else does. I am having the time of my life. I hate having to change. I want longer walks back in time. I wish you would stop being the strong one. I cry like a baby and sometimes, I think you should too. Remember the first flower you brought me? Time after time, plans dissolve. We laugh and tickle and laugh and laugh. You know when to look up and meet my eyes across an impossibly crowded room. You do. I watch. I try and learn. It isn't easy. I know that there will be all these times when we will both be biting back the tears. But there will also be the shared ice-creams and secrets. Bad movies and too much beer. I have my ways of bringing you back!
About Me
- Lisa
- I like chocolate. No, I love chocolate. And Shakespeare’s sonnets, Virgina Woolf and James Joyce. I am never wholly myself because a little part lives on at home, no matter where I may travel to. I talk in third person. My best ideas were born over coffee. I preserve every flower and every card that has ever come my way. I trust slowly, but fiercely. I can’t cook and I wish I was taller. Dangerously high, strappy heels are my weakness. I count the stars from my bedroom window. I make up my own constellations. I cry. I talk a lot. I can’t take compliments. I can’t go to bed without resolving an argument. I once lost a red balloon as a baby. I hold on to things tighter now. I shy away from confrontations. I smile easily. It is tougher to make me laugh. Change scares me. So do people I love.
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