1) This thing we've built does not amount to much. All the same, I do love the anticipation that comes when I know I'm going to see you. I haven't felt that in a long time. Years, maybe. It occurred to me the other day that it might be the sweetest thing, and that I might want to remember it. It could fall apart, I remind myself as I deftly maneuver the steering wheel from sharp right to slow left. I am jumpy and loud in my own car, singing along off-pitch to Jimmy Eat World. It could fall apart, tonight could end the whole thing, but this...this is pretty sweet. There is nothing that I can even think of really wanting to happen beyond this. I just want to keep feeling it. I want to keep feeling excited at the thought that soon I will be around you.
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