meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again

i have wonderful days and then wonderful nights
but then i want to text b to tell him a secret and i can't.
i want to stop by and throw rocks at his dorm window 
and tell him to take me to get ice cream and i can't.
i want him to surprise me at home with a movie and some lovin and cuddle up all night.
or go for a walk around my neighborhood holding his hand.
or go on a little date and have a whole conversation with our eyes about the people sitting next to us.
and have him kiss my head when i lean on his shoulder on the way home.
i wanna flirt with him dammit.
but i can't.

from here

i miss you, b.
-wildchild



1 comment:

wishful nals said...

thinking of you. xo