on nothing here to fear on a wednesday

03.14.13back& forth
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i like to remember these little things. if i didn't care i wouldn't write about it. so many people i didn't care enough to write about. (or maybe i just miss writing? no, this is a good egg.)

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you reach for my hand, humming a familiar song while we cross mass ave. what's that? i wanna hold your haaaand.

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let's go to cvs to get lead pencils. for? crossword puzzles. and all the reasons why lead is the best.

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buying you surprises: ginger beer, since you've never had a proper dark and stormy and we play fight over not sharing the ginger when we eat sushi (but we always do). we'll have to go back to front page for a real d&s, but while you're a sick baby, ginger beer > ginger ale. and cookies, because who doesn't like cookies. but i didn't know what kinds you liked! so i guessed. can you guess? smiling, laughing. all of them? yep. oh, you. you are so easy sometimes.

pulling out a second one 'for the road' after bridge. oh, you are the best. a text later tonight 'just thought you should know I have a new favorite soda.'

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nudging your leg under the table just slightly while we are playing bridge and i am talking to someone else. watching you react from the corner of my eye.

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making you laugh when i hide behind your coat, safe from the wind, waiting to cross the street.

it felt so strange to sleep alone, he says.


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