• where are you?

    by  • December 21, 2012 • * Safe for Work *, Wish • 0 Comments

    Its your birthday soon and I wish we could celebrate it together. I want to show you the city. I want us to sit on a bench in Central Park and feed the birds, ride the carousel, go to Macy’s, eat steak, see a Broadway show, and end the night with the hottest cab ride of your life, kissing your neck in the backseat as the clock strikes 12 and the new year begins.
    I miss you and I miss your words. No one can stimulate that tiny, addictive part of my brain like you can – no one can transport me to an entirely unearthly realm like you know how. My days fly by and the thousands of memories stay stuffed inside – but then I unwind in the evening and your presidential name keeps surfacing on my lips and I want to scream it out the window, into the frosty frigid air, but what good would that do when you’re a state away?!
    Honestly, after all these years, do I really need to call you in order for you to know to come? Can’t you hear my aching heart calling out to yours, summoning you, like you once did before? We’ve both gone dark to please the people we love but is that an excuse to stand by as our decade-old friendship dies forever? Well, I refuse! Meet me and let me make your twenty-fifth simply unforgettable. Say yes!

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