"Tragically,
no response is a response."
"Pay attention when people react with anger of hostility to your boundaries. You have found the edge where their respect for you ends."
Unknown
"It’s midnight and I’m thinking about that first kiss, how we sat by the river and you asked for permission to touch me. “How polite of him,” I thought to myself and I continued to say yes even when I didn’t want to. His hands reached here and there, and I let his fingers wander because his breath was heavy and his lips were thirsty; and he made me feel like I was the only world he ever wanted to explore. So I let him.
It’s 1 AM and I’m thinking about that Winter night where I pushed you up against a red Toyota. The streets were as empty as my eyes but yours were not. You looked at me like a prey that hadn’t found a meal in mouths. Up against a tree, laying down on the bench, and in the middle of an alley without a sound but the ones of your new jacket against mine. You opened the cab door for me and suddenly it felt right to like the wrong person. It’s 2AM and I’m thinking about your sweaty palms when we held hands while sitting on the dirty floors of an empty hallway. We talked and talked as if we never had anyone to tell our stories to before; about your father, about my mother, and our brothers. We talked of our past heartbreaks, past loves, and the kind of love we wanted in the future. I think we both were looking for the same thing, in different forms, in different people, and at a different time. It’s 3AM and I’m thinking about that river behind your apartment building in the middle of Spring and how slow the sun was going down that evening. I still remember when you asked for me to leave your name out of my poems, and I tried so hard not to write about you; but you made me feel so much and all I could write about was you. Sometimes that’s the only thing I can still write about. It’s 4AM and I’m thinking about how I could have rode on the back of your motorcycle into that sunset and watch the night sky with you forever. I wanted to run away with you. I wanted to run so far no one would get us; maybe get caught in the middle of a rain shower and dance in it, or sit by the edge of the ocean and just be there in the moment. You made my heart a little fuller and I almost began to wonder where you had been all my life."
"It’s better to have nobody than someone who is half there, or who doesn’t want to be there."
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