Vroommmmm....
10/06/2004 04:53 a.m.
A new car, with no already had memories.
Goodbye trashy Saturn, I'm getting another red bitch (lol Mel)
Usually I would be thinking about how I'm going to miss the symbolism of the car, with all of my shared memories in there, the good and the bad; but right now I'm only anxious to rid me of it, as if to try and rid me of my past.
I want to forget you, all of the yous in my life. I want to feel weightlessness, free from the burden of your eyes.
Too bad though, I'm not sure I'll ever remember the nights when Chris and I would go drving into the night, together. And then the nights when things got too personal, all I have of him at this moment is a closed-eyed memory and the awkward silence if I were to call.


Lately I feel as if I'm not present anymore, not forgotten, just absent from your grace. It's been so long, yet I still feel like I just tried to make you laugh last night. I can still feel your presence, as if you're going to come tapping on my window, or surprise me with a midnight call.


I remember when I was yours, sad to realize that you may never have really been mine. You were smitten, hypnotized, and seduced; but not mine.
I am listening to Coldplay "Green Eyes"