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Thursday, July 10, 2008

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    For Emma, Forever Ago
    By Bon Iver
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    one of my best friends is gone in texas.
    and the other one is here, but shes still gone.
    i dont know whats happened, and i dont know if its something ive done--or havent done--but i feel helpless now, lost without her.
    this best friend is either too stubborn or too scared to ask for anything from anyone. and i wish there were something i could do, but i feel like im intruding, or prying, or just generally being annoying and nosy. and the thing is, i would give her anything she wanted. i would offer her my heart in my hands, if she asked.
    im scared that im losing people who are with me. and i dont want that. ive already lost too much. ive already lost enough. i dont want to be scrambling for that feeling of unexpected happiness that glows in my stomach every time i am with her. i dont want an alternative. and i dont want to compensate. i just want her to be okay.

    "i held him as tight as i could to try to take the pain into myself. i wish i could have done that for you."
                                           -wasteland, flb

     

     

Sunday, July 06, 2008

Saturday, July 05, 2008

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    Naked Lunch: The Restored Text
    By William S. Burroughs
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    today i talked to sarah on the phone for a half hour.
    her voice made me realize just how much i miss her.
    and as much as i may want to go back to when things were together, and things were simple, it will never be that way again.
    sarahs left, and now im leaving, and i have to understand that this is another portion of life that is beautiful and wonderful and maybe a little scary, but its life.
    ...and then there were three. and soon there will be two. and ill be in france, half way across the world from not only sarah, but from the rest of my family. chelsea, nellie. courtney and amber. my parents. my step parents. good friends and great people.
    sarah brought up the fact that although its going to be hard getting used to, being away from each other, the fact remains that its still us. and no matter what, we will continue this friendship that has been going so strong for so long.
    but anyway, its already 2:00 and i havent done anything with my day and i feel awful and lazy. so im going to shower and get my visa application ready and do something with my life.
    au revoir.

Friday, July 04, 2008

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    For Emma, Forever Ago
    By Bon Iver
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    willie,
    i met someone who reminded me of you a little bit today.
    granted, i am not in any way attracted to him. and hes not as adorable as you, and he certainly talks more than you ever did, and hes not really into the same music or books or films like you, either.
    but his voice was yours and his awkward stance was yours. and the way he blinked his eyes, that was like you too.
    it made me hate you and love you so much more, while i was looking at him.
    hearing him talk made me sick to my stomach because it wasnt you talking. i would close my eyes and you would be in the room with me. but it wasnt you.
    and he didnt have your hands. and as much as i longed to, i couldnt just lay my head in his lap and have him tickle my back, because thats what you do. or did.
    and it made me miss you more than ever. it made me forget about the billions of other people in this world, and it made me want to curl in your arms and cry. it made me selfish, because by this little reminder of you, and suddenly i was in my own little world in my own little head thinking about you.
    i thought about how when i fell asleep on the couch in the living room and you carried me to bed and tucked me in and quietly let yourself out the front door.
    and i thought about how i wish you would have just crawled in to bed next to me. i would have been okay then.
    but willie, as much as he may have reminded me of you, it was not you. god, it was not you. and nothing is ever as good as you. and nothing ever will be as good as you were.
    it doesnt matter how much someone does or does not resemble you, its still not you. and it still will never be good enough. and ill still miss you. and compare everyone and everything to you, because apparently i like to torture myself like that.
    i closed down tonight like i used to many months ago when i first realized i lost you. i closed down tonight and snapped at my best friend and i grumbled some sorry excuse and brought myself to my room to sit here and not sleep. i dont like who i am when i remember you, because this person hurts too much to be me. this person is more sullen than i actually care to be, and this person is a shadow of my former self when i was happy and when i was naive. i hate you for doing this to me. for creating this person, so full of guilt, and so full of hatred towards herself its unbelievable. but can i blame you? or should i blame myself? because you didnt do anything wrong. you just left.
    i must have done something to make you leave.
    so now im here, shivering, while the fan lazily spins above me and my thoughts bounce from my mind to my fingertips to this white, blank page.
    and im thinking about you and its hurting and i wish i could stop it. and i wish i could halt these embarrassing and pathetic posts i have about you. god. i need to just get over it, get over myself, and get over you.

    "someday my pain, someday my pain
    will mark you.
    harness your blame, harness your blame
    and walk through.

    and the storys all over you.
    in the morning ill call you.
    cant you find a clue when youre eyes are all painted sintra blue?

    one might have been lost--

    dont bother me."

     

Monday, June 30, 2008

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    Espla: Complete Works for Piano, Vol. 1
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    so sarah left today and i feel a little more empty.
    sarah left today and as i hugged her goodbye, i realized i was losing one of the most important people in my life.
    one fourth of this little quatriem made up of a group of girls who were no longer lost when they found each other is now gone.
    sarah left and i dont know what to say or do.
    i layed in my bed this morning and thought about all the memories we have created over these years.
    my god. a friendship of three years, so strong its unbelieveable, and now its gone.
    i looked at pictures and read letters and notes and i couldnt stop myself from crying.
    its odd to think that i cant just go to her house and sit at her kitchen table and tell her a random story anymore.
    i cant look at her and just smile to myself, knowing that shes mine. shes my best friend. and i cant look at her with a shit eating grin and make her crack up like usual.
    this hasnt hit me until now, and i dont even think its fully hit me.
    sarahs coming back in mid september for two weeks...but by that time ill already be gone.
    so, a year. a full year, at least. until i see her. until i can hug her and talk to her with no qualms and just be myself with her.
    the tears are welled up in the back of my eyes but im pushing them back. crying isnt helping, and it only induces more crying.
    tomorrow i have to work and as much as i may not want to i still have to. so im going to crawl into bed and close my eyes and think about things that make me happy. like chelsea today, cracking jokes, and holding me, and tickling my back, and just being there with me. which i love so much.
    but yeah, now its time for me to sleep.