Tuesday, November 27, 2007

Giggle Beatbox

Last night before I fell asleep I thought about you. I think about you everyday, but last night was different; my heart ached. I wondered exactly where you were. I know where you are, but I have never seen where you sleep. I knew, just like me, you were laying in a bed, because the time was too late for your brown eyes to be open. I thought about the type of bed you were laying in and what the surrounding room had in it. And I hurt because I did not know, but mostly because I will never know.

Then I wondered if you still were chronic about brushing your teeth. I wanted to tell you that I carry a toothbrush with me now. You do not know my toothbrush is black and made from 100% recycled plastics. Yogurt cups, mostly. I brush my teeth with recycled yogurt cups.

I get ready on the weekends and am forced to make judgements about the ridiculousness of my outfits by myself. I wonder if you do the same?

I really miss you.

Love,
Alison.

Monday, November 5, 2007

Enamor

In order of relevance:

1) Oh, hi there. I do not quite remember the last time I saw you, but I do remember how beautiful the sunrise was. Having you back is so bittersweet.

2) Then you. Your letter made me cry for near an hour, but that was perfect. I will need to see you tomorrow.

3) Just when I thought you had forgotten about me, you come around again. Your timing is inexplicably wrong, but you have me.

4) You. Well, you are too unversed to understand.

5) I will always care about you; because of the lot, you were the start of something.

Intricately yours,
Alison