He said his time was unspent, his promises un-sung. He told me he was waiting for the winds to change, to lift his trodden feet off the dirt and carry him away to a different state. Someplace where the street corners are crooked and the gutters are empty. He wanted a new building to look at every day on his way to get his morning coffee. He wanted less alcohol and his mom to stop calling him. He said all her phone calls ended the same: a broken plate and a mark on his forehead.
He said that he saves $30 from each of his pay checks, but he doesn't know what for. He just saves it.
He said he loves Tennessee in the winter.
He said that he would call me when he figures out how to stop seeing rain everywhere.
I still haven't heard back.
This. I'm not even sure what to say.
ReplyDeleteJust know that I love this.