I think I need Holly Golightly to climb in through my window. Now please.
So a couple weeks ago I passed 4 years single… can I at least get some platonic cuddles over here? We can drink tea and I’ll read to you.
Why won’t you let me sleep? all I want is a goodnight.
I Want Some Time Alone… with you
Do you ever get that feeling where you cant stand the thought of talking to anyone,
But you are feeling horribly alone?
The only way I can describe it is wanting to spend a night in silence.
Holding each other, but not communicating. Not talking. No making eye contact.
I just want to know you are here for me.
And I want you to know that I am here for you.
But unless it is important can we just exist?
iIt’s stormy tonight. Rain, wind, thunder and lightening are slowly rolling their way across my town. I hope it last all night. It’s one of those nights I wish I could share. I wan’t someone here with me, not that I’m scared, but I wan’t someone to come over and share my space. Storm’s make homes feel more like home. You shouldn’t really leave a home during a storm. I mean, it was more definite back in the day before cars and bitchumen, but still that feeling of seclusion stands.
Frankenstien was written on a stormy night, a bunch of writers trying to pass the time together after their party got delayed by the weather. I have nothing so epic in mind. I want to sit on my lounge room floor with a few candles, play some board games and maybe have a few drinks. As the night wears on we could sit on the veranda and tell stories to each other. Maybe even go out in the rain for a short while, just to feel closer to nature.
I guess I want someone to share my life with. But you all know that already. I guess I will just pass the time alone and try to enjoy the summer storm breeze (:
Would you like to talk?
I just signed up for kik and you should add me, because you know… I have no friends :p
I just really want to cuddle in bed all day. I’m sick, have barely slept for days (finally got 8 hours last night but it’s still not enough) and I have people coming over tonight. So a full day in bed with company would be rather lovely. kgo.
Warm rain envelops us, masking happy tears. I pull you in close. My hand twines in your hair and my whiskers tickle your cheek. I’ve missed you.
Clouds hang low,
Heavy with tears yet shed.
The air is dense,
The first drops are falling,
Displacing air for wind.
They hit the ground,
In a cacophony,
Frantic drums of war.
The cold sheet turns torrential.
The wind starts to whip,
Tendrils of light passing through the dark,
Followed close by bellowing cries.
Now here I am.
Drenched, cold and alone.