memory lane...
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zak and i were sitting on the steps of liz's house, closer to the street then the house. we were cuddled up, between kissing and talking about how and what this is.
he told me about moments frozen in time - that some moments just etch themselves into your memory, not because something extraordinary is going on, but because everything feels so right. he told me that, us sitting right there, on the cold cement, cuddled up under the bright sky, was a moment frozen in time. and he was right.
five minutes later, the paper delivery person drove by, saw us, and launched the newspaper aiming right for us.
its amusing to have a 'moment frozen in time' memory and a 'something funny happened' memory that are back to back.
its odd, thinking back, how many moments frozen in time i have of zak, considering how long distance our relationship and whatever fallout there has been from it has been.
like the time he dropped bits of ghirardelli white chocolate into my denny's coffee to make it look like the night sky. a kiss in the village, just because a set of steps made us the same height. the smile he gave me when i pulled my hair up, in a berkley sushi restaurant, three years ago.
its weird knowing that its been 6, maybe 7 years since we really clicked, since something really drew me to him. since then, he hasn't changed much, and that's really the problem, because i have. it makes me sad that the connection we had didn't grow with us.
hawver's post...zak and i were sitting on the steps of liz's house, closer to the street then the house. we were cuddled up, between kissing and talking about how and what this is.
he told me about moments frozen in time - that some moments just etch themselves into your memory, not because something extraordinary is going on, but because everything feels so right. he told me that, us sitting right there, on the cold cement, cuddled up under the bright sky, was a moment frozen in time. and he was right.
five minutes later, the paper delivery person drove by, saw us, and launched the newspaper aiming right for us.
its amusing to have a 'moment frozen in time' memory and a 'something funny happened' memory that are back to back.
its odd, thinking back, how many moments frozen in time i have of zak, considering how long distance our relationship and whatever fallout there has been from it has been.
like the time he dropped bits of ghirardelli white chocolate into my denny's coffee to make it look like the night sky. a kiss in the village, just because a set of steps made us the same height. the smile he gave me when i pulled my hair up, in a berkley sushi restaurant, three years ago.
its weird knowing that its been 6, maybe 7 years since we really clicked, since something really drew me to him. since then, he hasn't changed much, and that's really the problem, because i have. it makes me sad that the connection we had didn't grow with us.
