Flypaper

It was the first really honestly truely warm day of the season/year.
Unfortunate that it should land on a school day, but I have no complaints, I enjoyed it as best I could.

On a related note, I have bought recently a few sun dresses.
Let's see if I can be brave enough to WEAR them!

Nothing feels the way
your cheek does, against mine,
as you make the world spin for me;

just for me.

There are lots of things I wish I was, could be, could have, could do.

I wish I was smarter,
More dedicated,
More driven,
Level Headed;

I wish I could sew
and cook better;

I wish I knew where I was going in life;

I wish I was neater;

I wish I knew what to do with my hands

that I had a better memory
that I could paint.

I wish I could stand nailpolish on my fingers
and make daisy chains
[anyone care to teach me?]

I wish I could love you the way you deserve
because really,
I don't know what to do with myself or you today.
All I know is that the days I go without you,
I can't think straight,
I can't shake the edgy restless feeling.
I can't stop remembering
who your hands moved so much
your cigarette went out
or how your eyes sparkle those few minutes I allow you to search mine.
I can't help but remember how your eyes widen when I say something funny that takes you by surprise.

I wish I could stay on topic.