What’s more
I start to think you
—Graham Foust
There are joys and practicalities.
Why should these be mutually exclusive?
Forgive my broad assertions.
Arrogance is less often mutual bliss.
Double-date at hot pot restaurant in
Burlingame. Someone should come visit
my home town.
A guy I have been obsessed with for two years
smiles at me two days while I’m
on a treadmill.
This is the point where his friends
make a concerted effort, a
valiant inclusion.
Now, it seems, there is no turning back.
Darkness falls.
(Also an obscure reference to the movie
Darkness Falls)
Spent the night at his place,
where I put my left foot on the earth
and reached out to grab a helicopter.
