I have waited. For example, today. 7 hours and counting. But he isn’t here. He said he’s like the wind. He flew anywhere, no one could catch him. Doesn’t promise means anything anymore? We’ve known each other for 4 years now. And counting. And he’s been in different timezones. At first, he’s 4 hours behind. Right now he’s 6 hours behind. But he is what he said. He’s like the wind. I couldn’t just catch him right here and now. I have to wait.
There’s a time, when he was always there, waiting for me to get on board and we’ll talk the night away. But right now, it’s the opposite. The sunshine still creeps into my room the same way as 4 years ago. At this time of day, there will be a line that drew from the peep hole that I couldn’t reach to close it up, to the wall. It was beautiful. And still is beautiful. You know the person that I am. Sentimental kind of person. Melancholic. Mellow even. I make big deals from small things. But I don’t sweat it, I just want to always remember. Call the OCD that I am, I am hoarding memories.
A part of Death Cab For Cutie’s Steadier footing that could match me right now.
but we just talk about
the people we’ve met in the last five years
and will we remember them in ten more?
and now I’m gonna go get myself a new haircut. Just the bangs though. He won’t be here today. Call the ADD that I am. I get distracted easily.
