3/4 47bpm 1) Dm……….A……..Dm…….G……..Dm…..A……….Dm Don’t know why but I see the sun it discovers me where I sleep Dm……….A……..Dm…….G……..Dm…..A……….Dm I can’t stand by after flying high then you fall back into dreams 2) Em….A I borrow, more time to Em….A follow, feel so damn Em….A……………..D shallow, to keep coming round 1) I found that heart … [Read more…]
3/24/99 wow am i fickle. i write about men one after the other, and at this point, no matter how much they mean to me, they all seem so temporary. to keep you posted, i’m with jonathan again. ian and i had a passive aggressive weekend. you can laugh now if you want to, but … [Read more…]
2/20/99 it is my thing with men. they will leave me. why then is death not the same thing? would you be with a lover if you knew ahead of time they were dying? that’s not forever either. why then is it ok? because he didn’t leave me because he wanted to. not like my … [Read more…]
12/13/98 and if you’ve read this far god bless you. i suppose this is the absolutely wrong thing to do. but i don’t know any other way to try and explain to you how i felt while i was waiting for you to decide. and in the words of a wise woman, anasuya, who knows … [Read more…]
9/10/98 am. well he showed up at my door as i was writing… 9/10/98 jonathan, you’re wonderful. and i honestly don’t know that i’ve ever met anyone, and grown to care for them, quite so quickly. i wish i had stopped myself, held my guard where i usually hold it. i’m all about the take … [Read more…]
9/9/98 well then. true love and lots of reveries come and gone. and there are reasons we don’t dream like we used to in high school. the stakes are higher. people think into the future. if you had only told me. i could’ve pulled the o’ so slick woman of your dreams the strong independent … [Read more…]
07/09/98 hey baby. i long to hear it. that voice that rings so true in my mind. i can almost hear what it will sound like. hey gorgeous. how are you. and he’ll take my arm or my hand. he’ll run his fingers over my face. as if he were sculpting me and almost as … [Read more…]
“heeeeyyy!” ahmi opens her arms wide after opening the door. her hug is tight and warm. “it’s so good to see you! god, how long has it been? you wanna talk out here? i want a cigarette. i told the folks i quit but, you know.” ahmi gets that devilish gleam to her eyes.
11/17/97 I got on the train this morning. I went into my temp job. I went into my little designated office space, in the nine floors of Cuibicleland, called something with two names, one of those corporate affairs. I cried the whole way in. I cried in the bathroom while I was there and cried … [Read more…]
It’s funny how life brings me back again to check myself. How all the people who are important to me come back. Or are they important to me because they come back? I am on the phone with Pele. Again. It hasn’t changed We go on, as we always do, talking ourselves through life. All … [Read more…]