Something about your imagination that makes worlds seems creatable. And something about your eyes that makes sins seem forgivable.
I didn't really believe that the same God could create math and poetry. Then I saw you smile. The curve of your lips. The perfect right angles of your teeth. And the beauty of it all. And I think,
'Ahh, God. Got me again. Good one.'
I guess what I'm saying is, if you wanted, I could be your Carl.
And you could be my religion.
Yes, I think I might owe you one too.
ReplyDeleteKeep writing about love in high school if you ever want ta.. cuz the way you do is incredible, ya know.
I like that.. the thing about using the l-word carefully. I haven't used it nearly as much as I'd have liked to unfortunately. and I miss using it.
ReplyDeleteAnd Thanks for the compliment :) This is great using blogger to kinda text. My texting is so on and off these days, if I haven't replied to any of yours it's cuz it's off or taken away. So, sorry:)
I always thought I was above falling in love with a post about love, but I guess I was wrong! I really like the part where you talk to God. Makes it seem all the more real.
ReplyDeleteI should move on with my life, but I just can't.
ReplyDeleteIn fact, I just wrote a post today and when I got done, I thought "That was good. That was something Dick Tidrow would've written."
Still read and stalk your blog... yup, this was goooood.
ReplyDelete"When I'm with you, God makes sense."
ReplyDeleteBeautiful.