i’m ecstatic to see you again. you walk up behind me and take a seat across from me smoking a cigarette. im blushing the whole way to your house, enjoying the deep blue texas skies, and even more that i’m getting to share it with you. we spend the afternoon in a dim room in your bed, laying side by side with me picking your brain. you bring new meaning to the expression “open book,” answering all my questions without hesitation. meeting people with baggage and no shame in it seems to be a hard thing to come by, it seems as if more often than not people wear their past and mistakes like open wounds, and the fact that you accept yours simply as things that just made you who you are in the present puts me at ease. i think about running, all the time, and i have become a connoisseur of excuses to do so. i think about that first and only time i had my heart broken, and that is what taught me to run. but laying on the floor of your bedroom that night, rolling over into your arms, smiling and laughing, i think about how glad i am for all of those times, how grateful i am to have met all of those people - and how it was all worth it, because all of the running led me straight here, to the most beautiful man i’ve ever layed eyes on, to someone i thought couldnt possibly exist, or i could ever deserve. i realize in that moment that before this thought; that i was one of those people that wore their past like open wounds, and that instead of pouring salt in them, or giving me another, you took them for what they were, and didnt hesitate for a second. i’m not hesitating either. me, ladies and gentlemen. i am, not hesitating.
it is unbelievable how free i feel, how inspired, safe, lucky, happy.
it is unbelievable how much i feel.
better than love - griffin house.
makes me think of you <3
