fifteen december
eleven : twenty-seven p.m.

"you are a very very very big mountain."

"some kind of obstacle?"

"no."

"i hope not."

"obstacle suggests a want to get over you to get to something better. i don't want to get over you."

"sometimes you make me wish i could just fall in love with you. and then i feel guilty all over again because i can't."

"why can't you?"

"because i can't just make feelings like that happen."

"oh. let's change the subject."