Posts Tagged as ‘talk’

July 2, 2009

one of these days

esme
one of these days we should do that. just a walk, and some talk, like we’ve done before.

June 19, 2009

Re: walk in beauty

i need that and i am endlessly sorry
to begin with. again. i’m sorry
that night on the 14th of june when i was about to turn 24  i had a dream.

November 6, 2008

epilogue

having a late dinner yesterday I kept asking myself: “was it a stupid idea to come?” you’ve made it pretty clear before that you didn’t want to see me, or talk to me, or even text me.
I came nevertheless, and I still think it was the right thing to do.

October 13, 2008

we’ll meet. we’ll talk. we’ll see.

It is as if the last six weeks had never happened. I will be traveling on my tracks left when I first came to V. Same airline, same route, same departure and arrival times.
What is most striking: Then just like this time, I have no idea what fate has in stock for me.

October 11, 2008

I will see her again

What can I say? After all those days, after the hope and the despair and the loneliness, we will meet. We will bloody meet again. I am so excited I can’t close her text message for minutes, I keep staring at the screen of my phone, reading and reading her words. We will see each [...]

October 10, 2008

coffee talk (10-10, 11:01)

Esme, I’ve been down for two days – with fever, cold sweat, nausea. Full program. Still not well, but up again. Have you got my mail? What about talking while having coffee together? What do you think? Yours, Mick.

October 8, 2008

lets talk

Hey Esme,

it’s been a while. years, that’s how it felt. I missed you. So how is life? How are you? You told me not to worry. I tried not to.

October 7, 2008

it’s not back to normal, but it’s back after all

It is only two words, but they mean the world to me. After the long days of silence, Esme is talking to me again. More, she is offering conversation again. Maybe there isn’t everything lost.
I am happy. But not for long.

October 6, 2008

RE: time

lets talk
10-06, 23:29

September 3, 2008

morning – the airport II

She is gone. Disappeared in the airport crowd. I still taste her lips on mine while I tie my shoes after security. It was a rushed good-bye. It was no good-bye at all. I feel empty. I feel like crying.
I can feel the tension. It’s all over the place. It surrounds us as we walk [...]