Sixty-One

I missed you today. I know that sounds pedestrian and trite, but if you saw the way you woke up, me missing you would seem unbelievable. You told me you didn't sleep. You called me a time thief. You hung up on me when I teased. And you know what I did? When you were sassing me I studied your lips--they were smooth and sweet, slightly wet and parted. When you hung up on me I admired the quickness in your stroke, your determination, and your force. You can't scare me away, I'm big, and I'm a perfect being.

Day Sixty

Sixty days of staying in touch, sharing too much, being in love. I've been true, oh, how I've feed off you, and all the light that still shines through your touch.

Day Fifty-Nine

It's okay to state a need. Just don't expect others to meet it, or respect it. I need help...silence...I need help...silence...Please, I'm already stressed, can you help me...silence...

Day Fifty-Eight

The ocean is getting warmer, the sun closer to the roof of the building I live in. When I got home I opened the windows and the stale air of the room sucked in the sunlight. I waited, let it inhale a great breath, and then I shut the curtains--thick, satiny cloth, that held the wind inside. I made my bed, and burrowed in to the sheets that were laid out in the now dark room. I love the summer, the way it bangs on the window begging for attention.

Day Fifty-Seven

A kiss on the cheek...I'm heading to the desert.....I'll call later?

Day Fifty-Six

I'm giving you a kiss goodbye this morning or, a kiss hello after a long night of being away. You can look at it however you want, but then, you already knew that didn't you. I neglected you yesterday and that's no way to keep a relationship alive and healthy. You're important to me and I'm...what? Did you just say, 'If you were so important to me I wouldn't have neglected you?' hmmm, can we just move on?

Day Fifty-Five

I was asleep and needed to be woken to write this. Was it worth it? As far as literary merit is concerned probably not, but for disciplines sake, of course. 55 days of laying it down--short or long, poor or strong, I've stayed true. You know, I've been in many relationships where I wasn't as dedicated, or as faithful, as I've been to this blog.