i cry because some things do matter, i smile because some things dont, and i laugh because i cant distinguish between the two.

Monday, September 6, 2010

can i be honest?

well honestly, i want someone to walk through the forest with me with a film camera over their shoulder. i want to be with this person and feel like ive escaped. i want to talk about things like devendra banharts beard and yerba mate. i want this person to understand me, like really understand me. i want this person to make me more like who i want to be.
i hope Jesus would walk through the woods with me shoeless, not saying a word the whole time.
i want someone who understands why i enjoy talking to a dragonfly for 30 minutes, and who laughs at things i think are funny. i want someone who is different from the rest of everyone. i want to be the only one who really knows this person. i want them to love raja the way i do.
i want them to be balanced. i want them to hate roses and diamonds and cats like i do. i want them to widdle me a ring. i want them to wear flannel way too much and play the cello. i want them to be creative, to make me creative. i want them to want me to do different things and be an artist and get out of my comfort zone. i want them to stretch me and grow me and cultivate me and change me and break me and put me back together again. i dont want them to ever say anything they dont mean, but i dont want them to have a reason for everything they do. i want to be their harmony. i want someone who doesnt worry. i want someone who thinks in patterns and cycles, but doesnt think about the way they think. i want someone who collects leaves like i do, and i want someone to lift me onto the tree branch and push me off when i need it. i want someone who cares about bugs the way i do. i want someone who would rather see the sunrise.

i want someone who is my home.
i want someone to get lost with.
i want someone who probably doesnt even exist.

1 comment:

  1. Your "home" will be even greater made for you than you can ever hope for.

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