Sunday, July 25, 2010

you are back

i watch the rest of p.s. i love you. i cry. my mother leaves for the city and doesn't hug me goodbye (i'm 20, this should not matter). i cry. my cat bleeds all over the bed and i ring my dad (i bawl my eyes out). i take him to the vet. i cry. philippa is nice, but she does not understand why i am upset. my cat is not dying.

still i cry.

at the end of three and a half days of not thinking or talking and showering once and smiling even less i know what i need.

i missed you.

1 comment:

  1. I love the way you post, it's very hypnotic. Cheer up, I'm sure there are things to be happy about. If nothing else, use your blog followers. Obviously, we all care about you and would like to see more from you. :D