happy birthday banana

It’s my ex-roommate’s birthday on the 24th and I wrote this little something for her. 

I am also in the process of making a sketch, a scrap book, wrapping some gifts and writing a letter. Ideas are welcome. 

 

so here’s what I wrote:

 

Happy Birthday Banana 

 

As the mist envelops us

and secrets are whispered

your feet thaw the ice in my toes

my heart

your words settling the demons in my head

clasped together – our hands, our brains.

friends, roommates, people, humans?

you yell, I bang the door

you go to sleep, I walk out

 4 AM half-asleep, dreaming together

over analyzing  to-be-uttered words

7:18 PM walking in the rain

reeking of rum

praying to the old man above

the god we don’t believe in

you raise your voice, 

I raise mine

things shatter, but  get back together

glances, smiles and shrugs

shunning the obvious

reading each other’s mind

good morning sunshine, 

wake up and shine.

I never knew mornings could be so loud

and who knew I could make your mornings hell?

The morning after, the I-regrets.

The cursing, the nursing 

the promises which we meant to break

the fuck-ups which weren’t supposed to happen

the people who arent supposed to change your life so much

are the ones who alter it. Forever. 

hairpins, earrings, dresses, long tresses

the “do I look okays?”

 sentences, you can complete mine

and I, yours 

Words, stolen from their vocab

I, perenially late

 you, always early

my period, always on time

let’s not talk about yours

your beautiful, oh-so-annoying, perpetually there smile

made it easier to wake up

a little easier,

 it made long, blue days

seem fine

it made stupid boys

seem tolerable

it made the open house 

hilarious

25 hours of the day, 

were spent along your shadow

and now I’ve not seen you in 25

25 days.