nothing new to tell and nothing else to say

the end

i know her and she knows me, better than anyone else... and we lead lives that could not be much more different and have opinions to the same degree. i know what she's thinking before she says it and i know she dreams of something much greater... but we all want that.

i know she want to be free of society, it's restrictions and boundries and possibly those she's impossed on herself. she wants to live with reckless abandon and kiss the girls and fuck the boys and vise versa.

i see her all the time and she is one the most beautiful people i know and i never get sick of her and when i'm at my worst she's always been there for me at her best. i hope i can be there for her as she tires of domesticity but the only time when we are truly ourselves is when we have nothing left to loose and for the most part we wish ourselves to be in other people's shoes.

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