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ms new booty ([personal profile] sobota) wrote2014-05-02 05:35 pm
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possibly the prettiest or yes, and

I have begun obsessing over the private moments with friends, sitting on beds in hotel rooms and waiting in queues. What do we talk about? What does it all "mean"? It's so hard to explain what this impetus is.

You are the only witness to a day that will never happen again. You will never say my name again like you did, you and I will never see each other that way again. One little glance, one little raised eyebrow, one laugh, it means something else in the cold light of day.

"I don't drink...but you can buy me a beer."

(Yes, and...?)

I am from every(no)where. The way I say your name and the way you'll remember me tomorrow, away from the smoky rooms and long nights.

(Yes, and...?)

I tell the truth and I don't want the consequences.

(Yes, and...?)

Je ne regrette rien, but you knew that already.

(Yes, and...?)

I do not mean to be cryptic. I love the sound of my own voice.

(I'm aware that you're scared / of my heart / but it's here)

There's someone waiting for you in Capetown, with her heart on every sleeve.

(Yes,

but...?
)

[identity profile] similiesslip.livejournal.com 2014-05-05 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
This made me want to cry. And that is relationships, the unsaid "but."

I really...it made me sad, but I really enjoyed reading it.

[identity profile] i-17bingo.livejournal.com 2014-05-05 10:16 am (UTC)(link)
For some reason, I sometimes find myself hyper-aware of how ephemoral life is, and I want to capture every little detail of it. And while this can be frustrating and at times depressing, it has taught me the value of places (I walked through an outdoor ghost mall in Qatar yesterday, and I look forward to remembering that forever) and events.

Mostly, it has taught me the value of people. However fleeting and mimor the relationships I've built can be, I try to savor them all.

[identity profile] bleodswean.livejournal.com 2014-05-05 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
an intriguing small piece. i really thought this hit hard - I love the sound of my own voice.

[identity profile] roina-arwen.livejournal.com 2014-05-06 04:23 am (UTC)(link)
Very intriguingly written. I like the simplicity of it.

[identity profile] adoptedwriter.livejournal.com 2014-05-06 12:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I like that last line. AW

[identity profile] eternal-ot.livejournal.com 2014-05-06 01:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah! you touched an unsaid chord...:)...nicely done..short and yes pretty good!
Edited 2014-05-06 13:10 (UTC)

[identity profile] kagomeshuko.livejournal.com 2014-05-06 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I know how one can be obsessed thinking over conversations . . .

[identity profile] beeker121.livejournal.com 2014-05-06 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
with her heart on every sleeve

Lovely imagery.

[identity profile] az-starshine.livejournal.com 2014-05-06 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
*sigh*

Lovely.

[identity profile] swirlsofblue.livejournal.com 2014-05-11 10:45 am (UTC)(link)
Beautifully done.

[identity profile] cheshire23.livejournal.com 2014-05-12 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
I tell the truth and I don't want the consequences.


I particularly liked that part.

[identity profile] kajel.livejournal.com 2014-05-12 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Lovely. I also enjoyed the truth without consequences line.