Posted by inthegloaming on March 31, 2004, at 8:25:24
oh... oh this girl.
she is the eloise in paris to my harriet the spy. she's killing me from the inside out; just watching her hurts sometimes but other times she makes me laugh and laugh and laugh. we sit around all day and share our collective brain cell and it all just hums so perfectly and i want to lean over and kiss her cheek but i can't. i love all the things she hates about herself--her stomach, the bump in her once-broken nose--and i listen to the cadence of the voice she doesn't like just to hear the sounds of it. she is mischevious and devious and grand and she smiles like she's sitting on a million silly secrets, like she's hatching a million silly plans. which she is.
when she's upset it hurts me too and i want to take it from her, take it on myself so she doesn't start to cry or look so tired or say the harsh things she says. but i stand there, useless, with my wimpy words.
i wait for her to come home, just to see her in my doorway. just to see the color in her cheeks and hear her wacky stories of an ordinary day.
my best friend says it's amazing how i notice these details in people, that not many people do this. but... but how can you not?
siiigh.
poster:inthegloaming
thread:330737
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