Hurricane
by admin • October 1, 2010 • Love - Pure and Simple, Waxing Poetic, Yearning for You • 3 Comments
I want so badly to lie down next to her
on the couch, to wrap my arms around her
and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies,
Not even have sex. Just sleep together,
in the most innocent sense of the phrase.
But I Lack the courage and she has a boyfriend
and I am gawky and she is gorgeous and I
am hopelessly boring and she is endlessly fascinating.
So I walk back to my room and
collapse on the bottom of my bed, thinking
that if people were rain, I am drizzle and she Is hurricane.
do you go to skidmore??
So I take it you’ve read Looking for Alaska.
Nice. Don’t lose faith friend. It’ll happen one day. Also, I’d say since you quote John Green you’re probably more like a Flash Flood instead of drizzle.
this is from a book