September 1st will fall on a Saturday again in 2029
Should
we get married
then?
I’m scared I’m gonna live my whole life unaware of what people take from me
2028 might be nice. Then, we could wake up to what lasts. Should we plan on it?
I think my mom is gonna die soon.
Is that gonna be fine?
She was a runner just like you, I’ll still invite her. How good is your imagination?
I’m already grateful for your observation. You have the best eyes.
I have people I’ll never introduce you to.
Will you believe my memory?
I wish to tell you about all of it.
I want to
make
more sense.
I’ll start by poking fun at all I’ve gotten into while left to my own devices.
You’ll find
my free-spirit enticing
and
I’ll appreciate
the friendly bias.
I like that you can hear me. I like that you know what I mean.
Eventually,
you’ll wonder how I got such freedom and I will parade the mystique.
I’ll glue rocks to the wall,
is there anything else you’ll need?