02.24.02 - 10:45 pm
i dreamed i opened the paper to your letter of goodbye. my name appeared several times and i couldnt help wondering what it had to do with that matter of fact 'not interested' i gave you last week.
so here's to hoping you didnt really kill yourself- even though i know you didnt, and i know you wouldnt, especially not over someone like me.
and it seems 'not interested' is the song of the day, or maybe even the week. after danzig with the fading olive jugular tattoo, there was a certain dove, a certain customer, and a certain news snoop that tried to follow suit.
all in this, the week after valentines day, the week after los angeles assured me id be seeing him sooner- more frequently, even- than i ever had before.
because geography was never the problem.
