more power to the drunken hook up
to the meaningless hook up
because sometimes you just need to take a break from the sadness and shit
and in the moment, i feel like i really, really understood kevin
and why he would do what he's going to do.
and don't get me wrong, i love the work and the comfort and the quiet loveliness of a relationship with a future.
but i love the tension and the tactile sensations of a potentiality that i possibly never even noticed before.
and looking at his pictures now, he seems so much like a stranger.
and looking into the other's eyes as he was leaving--
i could have run after him in the hallway--
i could have grabbed his shirt lapel--
i could have wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him down to meet my lips--