and within an hour convinced her to go to Paris with me. As of now she's leaving with me for a week.
Do I know if on Monday she'll be on the bus with me: no.
Do I know if we'll spend the afternoons wandering around a garden, eating brea and baguettes: no. Do I know if we'll make love under the Eiffel Tower: no.
Is my heart beating against my chest like the drums of some great army: yes. And it feels fucking great.
Go for gold. Livin' the dream. You fuck.
ReplyDeletethis is amazing!! Best of luck, my dude!!!
ReplyDeleteThe Lord giveth and The Lord taketh away. No girl. To Paris solo I go go.
ReplyDeletethat's alright man, keep your head up (you know the one im talking about ;)
Deletedamn, i just read this now and experienced its entire emotional roller coaster in like 20 seconds.
ReplyDeletebut good on you for trying
Delete@jesse you will find not a girl, but a woman, the most beautiful woman, lying in the grass under the tower; and she will be striking and exuberant
ReplyDeleteThanks Scott, I'm gonna try and find her. Although it's winter so she'll be pretty cold in the grass.
Deleteshe exudes the most warmth.
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