age fifteen: your mom took us to san antonio. you and her sleep in the bed room while tom and i slept in the front room. he took the sofa bed and i crashed on the floor. we spent a few days wandering the river walk and making out in the hotels' sauna and any other corner that lent us privacy for even one minute from company and strange wandering eyes. i remember staying up late in the hotel watching tv drinking dew and eating doritos. i remember how i had gotten contacts the week before and was still trying to get the hang of putting them in my eyes. it was a couple of days for awkward adolescence at the end of our summer break. there where so many things i was learning like the morning after the first night: i was curled on the floor in a huge hotel quilt nice and warm and enjoying a good sleep and i rolled over opened my eyes and saw your face leaning over me. i wasn't experienced enough at the time identify what i felt at that moment.
age twenty: five years after i broke up with you and broke your heart i found myself smitten with you again. we played at going out agreeing not to be too serious about it, not to fall in love. some how i convinced you to drive with me to california for new years. two days of driving found you sleeping on the floor of your van around midnight and i could barely keep me eyes open. i pulled off to the side of the road and joined you. i put my arms around you and fell asleep a hundred miles from the bay in the darkness of nowhere. after an hour you stirred and woke me and laying next to you rocking in the wake of the passing trucks watching you sleep in my arms i felt something old in me return and more clearly than anything else i knew i loved you again.
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