Tuesday, 1 May 2012

Bus rides

I've missed the celestial calm that comes from talking to you. Your slowness used to irritate me, forever waiting for you to get to the point, but now it intrigues me.

I like the way you draw out your sentences, and the revelation of such thought and intelligence in each word. I enjoy your carefully selected sentences, even the ones you cannot finish. And I enjoy finishing the ones you can't.

Good luck with everything, I guess I should've gotten your number or something to see how you go today, but I'll see you around. I always do.

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