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Monday, June 22, 2009

Word Flush: June 22, 2009- 7:46PM

 I feel like my universe is so much bigger than the confinement of these four walls. like i can reach up and tear a piece of sky to give to you. because to me, the sky is perfect. the sky is reliable. the sky is the most amazing and honorable thing in this world. and you deserve that. you make me feel infinite, like i could be the sky. like we're all connected by this endless abyss of blue. and i want to give sky to you. i want to give you the universe, the whole entire thing. i want to give you something beyond these walls and these halls and i feel like i could. i feel like i could look up and see perfection and turn my head to you and nothing would change. because you're perfect.

i'm not even controlling my words, i'm letting go of all thought of thoughts and typing what crosses my mind, and the fact that i said you're perfect came out astounds me. because i never say that. i never build myself up with exaggerations anymore only to be let down when things change. but the spontaneity of my thoughts and this motion and this waterfall of emotion and words is magic and beauty and there's more truth in thoughtless thoughts than there is in a thought that's been picked clean to be said with the "right" words. but the right words are the ones originally thought of; they're raw and fresh and young and the most honest part of the brain.

i don't care if i'm missing punctuation and capitals and everything that writing is supposed to be. because sometimes raw thoughts are the best writing, and raw thought are too quick to be thought of and analyzed and made "perfect."

sometimes things are perfect in their imperfection.

the sky will storm, but it still remains beautiful.

hurricanes come and go, but there's beauty in everything. there's magic where you make it. and there's love where you can take it.

let's take it on a walk. on a run. let's take it with us and put it in our pockets and carry it around like a favorite photograph. because it's raw. it's real. it's love. it's us.

it's perfect.
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