laffinkid's Diaryland Diary

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Heart of Glass

everything is swimming including my heart. and do you know how that feels?
It feels like home inside my body when I hear his voice. It feels like when you leave town and you see the lights of it on your way back. you see the signs and the closer you get the better you feel. like a hearth in my chest, protected by my ribs only.
I'm being spoiled by him. Spoiled with his calls every day. It feels like one day without it could shatter me maybe. His hands hold the fragile shapes of glass that are my heart.
"when i'm swimming in, when i'm swimming in your ocean, floating aloft on dreams, and scented lotions, I can get pretty side tracked. I hope you'll understand."
three more years. but i can handle that i'm fairly sure. i'm a strong girl. plus we'll still see each other. and i'll shower him with love every time.
i'm simply quivering to hold him in the brisk cold of december. i cannot wait for that moment.
he got my birthday present already. but he won't tell me what it is. i can make a few guesses, but i don't want to get my hopes up too very high. he says i'll love it, and it's not a joke gift.
the anticipation is killing me.
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school is INSAAANNNNEEEEEEEEE.
the speech tournament went pretty well all in all I'd say. i didn't do terribly. fannnnnnntastic.
but because of the weather up in flagstaff, i'm sicker now. today i was all dizzy and exhausted and delirious.
and now i have to write about American Communists. shiiiiiiiiiiit.

10:22 p.m. - 2004-10-18

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