last thursday your face met mine with those big eyes and i could only remember the laugh lines near your lips. you appeared with your hands folded across your chest begging for me to label you and i something more than we are. one hundred years could pass and i'd still gripe about the way you left the toilet seat up, or stepped out of your boxers and kept them where they landed, or how you'd eat two meals at one sitting and leave the dishes to marinate in various sauces mixed with soapy water.
your sister pulled me to the side in the store two months ago. she spoke highly of "this new girl" you're dating, but says, "she doesn't have your heart, tremaine. she just doesn't." with my mouth agape i stood in the midst of reunions and memories that hurried through my mind. i smiled at her kindness knowing full well we do not choose who our siblings date and asked her "is he happy?" and as the sun shifted to embrace the clouds above us, she whispered, "he appears to be."
after years of shedding pieces of you, i find it hard to form a future with another someone. history cannot be erased, but i've watched my mind push every suitor away without giving my heart a single chance to observe. i decline living with your love as a leech hungrily sucking the life out of my every limb. i want my old heart back, it tires of being impotent.
1. "RE: un coeur impuissant (an impotent heart)" In response to Reply # 0
Hey Ms. mind, I hope you're well.
Unsurprisingly, this is clear and easy to see, clarity of image and idea seems faithful in your writing.
You saw him last thursday, but then you jump back 2 months to his sister. I like this back-tracking, it works...but I kind of want to return to last thursday again. What happened there?
4. "i'm doing pretty good" In response to Reply # 1
thank you kindly...
were you expecting more than this to happen on last thursday:
last thursday your face met mine with those big eyes and i could only remember the laugh lines near your lips. you appeared with your hands folded across your chest begging for me to label you and i something more than we are.
thank you for your words. i didn't really want the character focused on the ex more than necessary, just the past memories and meeting up with his sister. i'll rethink this tho.
3. "RE: un coeur impuissant (an impotent heart)" In response to Reply # 0
this is just where i am: after years of shedding pieces of you, i find it hard to form a future with another someone. history cannot be erased, but i've watched my mind push every suitor away without giving my heart a single chance to observe.
thank you for letting me receive it in your journey...k
if you didn't define yourself for yourself you'd be crunched into other peoples fantasies of you an eaten alive.
5. "RE: un coeur impuissant (an impotent heart)" In response to Reply # 0
this is one of my greatest inhibitons with relationships, knowing that there is always the possibility of uncomfortable memories and stifling moments of run ins with characters that surrounded the relationship.
7. "RE: un coeur impuissant (an impotent heart)" In response to Reply # 0
the usual quality of your writing is here in abundance and a striking piece, for some reason I am left thinking all those gripe just become quirks when your with the right person, they still drive you round the bloody bend but you wouldn't be without them
8. "Viagra -- For The Impotence ..." In response to Reply # 0 Fri Jan-12-07 12:38 AM by PhotoSynthesis
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