15. WHENEVER I WENT OUT TO PLAY MY MOTHER WANTED TO KNOW EXACTLY WHERE I WAS GOING TO BEWhen Id come in shed call me into her bedroom take me in her arms and cover me with kisses. Shed stroke my hair and say I love you so much and when I sneezed shed say Bless you you know how much I love you dont you and when I got up for a tissue shed say Let me get that for you I love you so much and when I looked for a pen to do my homework shed say Use mine anything for you and when I had an itch on my leg shed say Is this the spot let me hug you and when I said I was going up to my room shed call after me What can I do for you I love you so much and I always wanted to say but never said Love me less.
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Then he almost but didnt say the two sentence hed been meaning to say for years part of me is made of glass and also I love you
If I had a camera I said Id take a picture of you every day. That way Id remember how you looked every single day of your life.
Once upon a time there was a boy. He lived in a village that no longer exists in a house that no longer exists on the edge of a field that no longer exists where everything was discovered and everything was possible. A stick could be a sword a pebble could be a diamond a tree a castle. Once upon a time there was a boy who lived in a house across the field from a girl who no longer exists. They made up a thousand games. She was queen and he was king. In the autumn light her hair shone like a crown. They collected the world in small handfuls and when the sky grew dark and they parted with leaves in their hair.Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.
Maybe the first time you saw her you were ten. She was standing in the sun scratching her legs. Or tracing letters in the dirt with a stick. Her hair was being pulled. Or she was pulling someones hair. And a part of you was drawn to her and a part of you resisted--wanting to ride off on your bicycle kick a stone remain uncomplicated. In the same breath you felt the strength of a man and a self-pity that made you feel small and hurt. Part of you thought Please dont look at me. If you dont I can still turn away. And part of you thought Look at me.
Once upon a time there was a boy who loved a girl and her laughter was a question he wanted to spend his whole life answering.
HOW ANGELS SLEEP. Unsoundly. They toss and turn trying to understand the mystery of the living. They know so little about what its like to fill a new prescription for glasses and suddenly see the world again with a mixture of disappointment and gratitude ... Also they dont dream. For this reason they have one less thing to talk about. In a backward way when they wake up they feel as if there is something they are forgetting to tell each other. There is disagreement among the angels as to whether this is a result of something vestigial or whether it is the result of the empathy they feel for the Living so powerful it sometimes makes them weep. In general they fall into these two camps on the subject of dreams. Even among the angels there is the sadness of division.