Wednesday, September 22, 2010

I think you wished I hadn't said it

All day I worked next to a woman wearing lots o' patchouli. When we got back from lunch, she smelled slightly of cigarette smoke as well.

You wore patchouli that fall. I remember the scent, mixed with your skin and hair oil, so clearly. Spooning in my bed that afternoon, my back to the wall, telling you you smelled like home...


I thought of you all day. I tell myself I don't care.

Monday, September 20, 2010

sunday, in the dark

Tonight he said, "I think we're going to go from being the couple that everyone hates, to being the married couple that everyone hates."

I laughed and agreed. I told him I didn't care and he said he didn't either.

We're happy. It makes me dizzy.