RANTRANT, RAMBLIN'. (L)

I am not even kidding or exaggerating when I say that I think about you, every. Single. Day.
Look, I've TRIED pushing you out of my thoughts.
But EVERY DAY,
I see something or someone that reminds me of you.
I smell something that reminds me of you.
I hear something that reminds me of you.

Even when that THING or PERSON has utterly nothing to
do with you, your memory jolts me.
It keeps hitting me.

The way you smiled.
And laughed(:
our awesome conversations, with me blushing like a FOOOOOL!
The way you used to drum your fingers and speak really softly.
The way you shook your head, feigning disappointment and then called my name.
The way you DANCED.

Oh LAWD. The way you POPPED! And locked! And moonwalked across the floorboards!
It's like nothing I will ever know.
And most of all, the way you always look.

Sometimes you wear those black glasses.
Sometimes you don't.
And then there's those plaid shirts!
And your tan jeans.
Your grey hoodie.
Your awesome high tops.
That THING made of twisted silver and white gold around your wrist.
AND YOUR HAIR.

(L)(L)(L)(L)!


goddammit, there's no one like you.
no one that could ever BE like you.
I think, NO,
I know you're the closest to perfection i'll ever know.
I wish I'd see you again.
Anywhere. I don't care.
I NEED to see you.



it's madness without you, you know?

<3