One thing is to hear it from your friends, and the other thing is to hear it from him. When he said, “move on,” I didn’t know what that meant.
The idea to move worldwide was conceived in February 2013, right when I hit yet another 20-something-year-old crisis…
The part that hurts the most is knowing you’ve become their past. You are the person who comes up in random conversations, probably the heart-to-heart ones with close friends. Maybe they’ll mention you when their mom asks about you, and they sit there thinking, “I haven’t heard that name in…
Freshly pressed white tee.
He is standing at my front door, telling me that he’s never met someone like me.
Every night we exchange stories from distant lands
He tells me about places I haven’t been
and I’m back in history class listening to tales about the Rwandan Genocide
When I look at him
I feel like he’s 100 years old
I have a feeling that he’s been here before
When he smiles, I feel like he’s four
When he shares his passions and talks about his favorite songs, his eyes lit up like Christmas lights.
He has mildly curious eyes that send electric shocks up and down my spine.
He wants to know me
He wants to study me
And I’m paralyzed in place, unable to pronounce my name
He scans my body slowly
Undresses me with a look
And I go back home and think about his mildly curious eyes
Wondering if he felt what I felt