September 19, 2010
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My new chapter has gotten off to a rocky start. Relationships are always difficult. Even the easiest ones aren't simple. Everything would work out if we were willing to try.
I want to have adventures. I want to explore places no one has before. I want to sit on a bench and people watch. I want to take a hike on a long trail by myself. I want to dance in an empty ballroom with you. I want to write a poem that's three pages long. I want to listen to fifties music. I want a red dress. I want someone to give me a hug. I want my nails painted black. I want an umbrella with polka dots on it. I want to sit in a graveyard and write vignettes. I want to watch horror movies for twenty four hours straight. I want homemade macaroni and cheese fresh from the oven. I want someone unexpected to call me. I want to swim in a lake. I want to go out on a boat in the bay. I want to buy four packs of colored pencils. I want to read seven books next week. I want to find a red leaf and press it in a heavy book I never use. I want to clean my bathroom and make it smell like lavender. I want to drink mint tea in fancy tea cups. I want to get a tattoo on my right wrist. I want to make my own jewelry. I want to hold your hand when I walk. I want to hold your hand when I sleep. I want him to give me a reason to leave. I want to take a really long car ride to no where in particular. I want to play the piano on a stage. I want to sit in a coffee shop and draw a picture. I want a smoothie with ice cream. I want to sing in the shower. I want to wear makeup every day. I want to wear a dress on Tuesdays. I want to learn how to sew. I want to live with an Amish family for a summer. I want to pick strawberries with you. I want to write a letter to the president. I want a red pen with red ink. I want another stuffed animal to put on my bed. I want to go urban exploring. I want to break into your house and leave tootsie pops everywhere. I want to graffiti under an overpass, on a bridge and in my dorm room. I want a paint set with every color imaginable. I want my life to feel like a plot line from my favorite book. I want my camera back. I want to follow you around and write everything you do in a notebook. I want to dye my hair bright red. I want to play soccer against a group of boys. I want to take ballroom dancing lessons. I want to take an hour long shower. I want to star in a music video of Vanessa Carlton's. I want to get hit on by a teacher's assistant. I want to read romance novels on the beach. I want to see fireworks. I want to play with an Ouija board at exactly three o'clock. I want to avoid every crack in the sidewalk. I want it to rain one day soon. I want my grades to be good. I want to bake a cake. I want to do my homework by candlelight. I want to write a song with someone. I want to see a shooting star. I want to collect bottle caps. I want to text someone important. I want to make plans years in advance. I want another rose calender. I want to be British for one day. I want to take a plane ride to Nebraska. I want to smell like chocolate and strawberries. I want to tell a beautiful lie. I want to paint a picture of a baby carriage. I want to own a bookstore. I want to get addicted to small talk. I want to visit my elementary school. I want my parents to help me get a job. I want you to tell me that you're sorry. I want a lot.
Maybe I do want too much.
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