Tuesday, May 31, 2005

come home

Faith...
I made it...barely.

I found myself excited as
I neared home...because I was exhausted,
and because I wanted to write you
and tell you that I loved you.
You are so astonishingly easy to like.

Thanks for getting up early to call me...
Though I dont like it that you sleep so little
it means alot to me.
I owe you.

You should call me at 3am sometime.
So I can wake up to the sound of your voice.
Please.


The northern lights were out tonight
I havent seen them in too long.

I need to sleep...really...
but know that I thought about you the whole way home.
I hope we get to drive to someplace far away soon.