I had walked around the streets of Paris for what felt like at least 30 miles before I gave in and bought a ticket for a red double-decker “hop on-hop off” bus. it was a bold move for someone who admittedly would rather slit her wrists and bleed out slowly than to take in a […]Read more "that time I hated Paris"
it wasn’t that she tried, really. it was more that she didn’t try. and it was still so good. but no matter what anyone does, there are no guarantees in love or life. her wish was that he’d still be there for her, no matter what. even when far away, she still needed him. and […]Read more "be there"
it’s her own fault. she put him there, up on that pedestal. the same pedestal he uses to climb up so he can look down on her. to yell at her. to make her feel like a child. she feels defenseless and worthless. and it’s her own fault, building him up that way. giving him that position. backing […]Read more "soar"
my husband left me. not for good. at least I don’t think so. he’s supposed to be back in five days or so. sometimes I lose track, to be honest. he comes and goes. it’s all good. because I’ve come to realize that I really like the me that emerges when he goes away. I ease […]Read more "I like the person I am when he leaves me"
“I want to tell you about something I saw the other day,” she told him. “something that reminded me of you.” so she fell straight into the story, start to finish. it wasn’t a long story, and she was doing just fine, even though she felt herself taking deeper breaths as she neared the end. […]Read more "how do you love?"
all I wanted was for you to come with me. not to follow. not to lead. not steps ahead or steps behind. I wanted you right next to me. maybe even holding my hand. this is where we should be. together. in this place. now. today. tomorrow. forever. right here.Read more "right here"
so we’ve been talking about it and joking about it for a while now, so maybe we should just make it happen. that thing we both do. big ideas. lofty goals. creative brainstorming. we work well together in the kitchen. meaning: he does all the work while I stay out of the way. sometimes we […]Read more "like that time with the asparagus"