Status: hai guise. NO THIS STORY IS NOT OVER. life has been a ***ing party lately and i just haven't had time to write. i'm trying, though; i promise. :)
Willie
if you walk away, i'll walk away.
The first time I saw her was while playing a show at Hi-Dive when she was standing at the front of the crowd with a can of Miller High Life, incandescent smile behind cherry lips, golden brown eyes luminous against the stage lights, white-blonde hair tousled in careless waves. She was dancing alone and sometimes she would close her eyes and she looked like she held the entire universe in her head. I almost forgot the lyrics when I watched how her hips swayed.
We locked eyes when I stumbled on the verse, and when she smiled I knew she was smiling at me and I didn’t even care that I’d fallen out of sync with the band and I didn’t even think about what she may have thought of it. After the show David punched me in the arm and asked what the fuck was that, and I told him he wouldn’t understand.
We locked eyes when I stumbled on the verse, and when she smiled I knew she was smiling at me and I didn’t even care that I’d fallen out of sync with the band and I didn’t even think about what she may have thought of it. After the show David punched me in the arm and asked what the fuck was that, and I told him he wouldn’t understand.