Friday, 11 February 2011

I'm sitting on my stool, in my shrine to you. I'm drinking Pepsi Max.I have
just finished a double decker. The door opens. I can only see a silohuette. The room fills with light.You've finally come home.

Thursday, 10 February 2011

I have a John Smiths, i buy you a vodka and lemonade. You tell me you're hungry.
I go back to the bar. I come back to the table, you look pleased to see me.
I have scampi fries. I  watch as you eat them.

Wednesday, 9 February 2011

It's a summer's day. It's warm, but not too warm, just pleasant. I've been cutting the grass
with my new Flymo.You're rolling around in the grass cuttings, you look so peaceful. I
go inside to make us lemonade.

Tuesday, 8 February 2011

You tell me that its ok. They're not coming back. Its over now. You help me up
onto your horse. You slowly put your hat back on, pull yourself up, and thrust your
spurs into the horses side. I wrap my arms around you, my head rests on your shoulder.
We gallop away into the sunset.

Monday, 7 February 2011

Words to live by #9

"If somebody talked trash about my friends, or my mom, i'd let them know that was not cool. If somebody shoved me, i shoved back harder" - Justin: 3-21-23