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it's not really time to think about big ideas but we never get younger so we tried it out the other night
on the telephone, asked you what color you thought the sun was. and that was a stupid question, because quickly i realized i wouldn't have really cared what the "real" color of the sun was, just whatever color you said. (hell, maybe the sun was blue, as long as you told me, it could've been true, maybe)
(i forgot what i was thinking after here, probably more nonsense, i'll write what i remember though:)
wringed my hands together waiting for responses, i think maybe you went quiet on the line. had the really really really strong urge to reach out through it and tug you a tiny bit closer (not that it would work through the phone), just because i wanted to really really really hear your thoughts
i think i could have talked a bit more but honestly, i think i get tired of hearing my own thoughts out loud. i wanted YOU to talk more, because i think it's better if you do. but when you did,
you said that you felt like you've sinned against god. so i told you maybe god still takes in people who are like us. if they do i'll tell you.
oops
heavy promise to make. i hung up to let your mind rest.
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