off by one...
Date: Jan 15th, 2005 3:43:13 am - Subscribe
Mood: motivated
quote of the day: please bleed, so i know that you can feel the damage you have done... what have i become?
and this is the plan...
i'm going to seal up all the boxes and pile them into the back of the car... press my foot to the gas pedal, exit onto the highway, head out that way... stop for breakfast, a cheap motel, the world's biggest cross on the outskirts of amarillo... i'm going to take my time thru arizona, soaking in the southern atmosphere... i'm going to pull yer letters from the dashboard and hit Long Beach head-on... find a payphone a few blocks away from yer apartment, dial yer number (the one i know so well), and when you say hello i'm going to tell it to you straight...
i'll say i'm going down the street for coffee (you'll know the place)... i'll be there in five minutes and i'll wait for fifteen... and if you don't walk thru the front door, i'll be walking out of it and driving down to San Diego... it'll be yer turn then, and you'll have to be clever...
but you will walk thru the door, won't you?
you'll sit down at the table and ask the waitress for whatever it is you drink in the presence of strangers... you'll look amazing in the worn florescent lighting, never smiling, saying sentences in spanish, reaching out to hold my hand... you'll ask me what i'm thinking...
i'll tell you i'm thinking that california was the worst thing that ever could have happened to me... that all holidays that've passed between three years ago and now have been half-empty (like yer glass) without yer sun in my eyes... i'll say cryptic things - mysterious, desirous, inticing things that make sense to no one but the two of us... i'll light a cigarette and you'll tell me stop... i'll smoke it anyway... i'll contradict myself and it'll please you because you've always loved the riddle of the girl... i'll make you wonder what i'm wearing underneath my faded jeans, and just before you touch my face i'll say i have to go...
i'll drive on down to San Diego,
without another word...
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