Visionz

“We almost dated is such a sad relationship to have with someone. Almost is such a weird title to own. As if you almost could have tasted his lips and you are almost pretty sure they taste like pink roses. And he almost loved you back and was ready to water your dry ribs and plant flowers in between your lungs. Almost has become a habit for me. I never really possessed something entirely, and so when I tell you that I am hungry and that I need more than a taste… you have to understand that I have been starving for eras. Almost is all I know and I wish it wasn’t like this. I want possession and cold pure nights of nothing but the drunken taste of love in my mouth, in my throat, in my veins, in my brain, and in my blood. I almost had you. Almost.”

“Almost every time I go to this cafe in the late afternoon, I see the couple sitting at the same window table. They are both attractive, middle aged, and well dressed. The one really noticeable thing about them is the woman’s auburn red hair. I’m always pleased to see them because they appear to be genuinely content with each other’s company. They are almost always reading magazines or newspapers and drinking something. They rarely speak to each other but there is a peace around them, a balance you can almost physically see in certain couples. When one has finished with their reading material they automatically hand it to their partner. The other takes it without a word and lays it down on the seat between them. The person without the magazine drinks their coffee or looks out the window until the other is finished reading. Then they talk for a brief time, sometimes laughing quietly, always paying full attention to what is being said. They are like an island of tranquility in the middle of all the human rush. Seeing them, watching them, invariably makes me feel a little better.”

“Truth is, I’m a fucking romantic. I’m difficult but I promise - I’m not boring.”

i was wondering... what are you like really?