Just sometimes.

Sometimes, just sometimes, I am left speechless by amazing words. It is a curse of being a writer; my head is not full of thoughts, but sentences.

Today I’ve been tripped up by a piece from Looking for Alaska by John Green. Yes, a young adult novel.

I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.

There are no words to explain how romanced I am by this.

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One response to “Just sometimes.”

  1. Angela says :

    some of my favorite words ever written.

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