Archive for July, 2009

the best.

ever have something mean the world to you and break your heart at the same time?

I did.

this note from my best friend, Scott.

-

and btw, probably not even possible but you know I gotta ask you

anyway.  I’d be ever so honored if you’d be my best man September

13th.  Also no pressure as you’re on the other side of the world and

have some pretty special circumstances with travel to china.  I just

needed to ask you anyway, bro.

S

4 sail.

so, there’s this boat.

it ain’t a big boat.

but it’s enough for 4 people.

I’m one of those 4.

so is she.

a few others.

we’re going to France.

it ain’t a long way.

over to France.

but it’s exciting just the same.

a little scary.

but mostly exciting.

I hope to see Mt. Saint Michel.

it was the first picture I saw that made me want to travel.

you can ask my French teacher, she  showed it to me.

she wouldn’t show me her phone number, but I wasn’t the only one who asked.

so yes, Mt. Saint Michel.

thank you Miss Garcon.

I’m sure you finally have your phone number to someone.

most likely not a high-school student.

but if you did, we’ll all be mad.

not too mad though, ’cause you showed me that picture.

and in a few days, I’ll see it for myself.

fade.

if the pixels could fade

the same as ink romantically does

my top-right screen would need

a superglued-wristwatch

from here to there

there back to where I wait

it’s told me where you were

and also helped count down

till you walk through those gates

[but not the ones old people do]

and I can come back

with you sitting right here

touch that top-right once more

and finally click the bottom option

that’s stared at me for what seems like so long.