December 2009
6 posts
am i perpetually destined to be the one who loses?
Perhaps the most difficult choices to make are the ones that deny us what our...
tell me what to do.
he saw her red, tear-stained eyes drift into the room as the door gingerly closed behind her.
“tell me what to do.”
“what?”
“i’ve been waiting for you to make a move, but you’re not. and now i don’t know what to do.”
“i… i still don’t know…”
“neither do i! do i keep waiting? do i give up?”
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i had plans for us.
you’ve never seen the city before. we were going to go ice skating at bryant park and shiver all over except for our fingers and lips, because we’d sip hot chocolate afterward. we’d see the rockefeller christmas tree and make fun of how unexciting it was. we’d cuddle in the commonroom, lit only by the blue string of christmas lights and revel in silence at how pretty they...