novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- lisa and joanne and you, too. i have known you for years. change is a good thing. if you don't believe me, ask the needle that sings in your heart. amazing that we have known each other for so long, through all our different selves. i have old pictures of you and you look just the same, the friend i'll always have. people change but there is something underneath that ties us together like a broken futon and korean barbecue or a joe cool scooter made into a hasty skateboard. remember the drum kit someone fished out of your dumpster? remember screaming and hugging each other on the floor of that strange auditorium? remember raver pants and cute hair. hand-made bracelets and yiddish insults. the way you'd touch your tongue to your upper lip after dragging on your cigarette. the countless band names and mini trips to malls, me silently hanging onto you and breathing in, i am not used to malls. i want to know you forever, i want to remember everything. 4:27 am - 02.05.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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