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often i dream of a sweet boy who will tell me something like, "i want to be the hair in your eyes" because he wants to be the thing that obscures everything. i know it is silly, but often i wish someone would whisper in my ear. make it natural & beautiful. words like, kindle, soft, and charming.
because i like long walks by myself. thinking of the nights in december. watching the streetlights go on sitting at the window, arms curled around my knees. i like things people do not notice, cannot see.
& i like you. he has got part of my heart in his pocket. & the rest is on my sleeve.
Nov 19, 2008
yours truly elle at 7:38 PM