notes on forgiveness
phoebe bridgers//the front bottoms//lorde//richard siken//sabrina benaim//
notes on forgiveness
phoebe bridgers//the front bottoms//lorde//richard siken//sabrina benaim//
concept: it’s a rainy morning and we both have to get up soon but we’re stubbornly laying in bed, snuggled together trying to make the most of our remaining time to sleep. your arms are wrapped tightly around me and you squeeze me tighter as we snooze our alarm again, and again, and again.
you’re sitting across from me in a shitty diner in anywhere, america, and i watch you pour too much creamer in your coffee and i think “i love you.” you look up, catching me staring, and for a moment i think i’m brave enough to say it, but i take too long and the moment passes. i take the balled up straw wraper and flick it at you, pretending that was my plan all along. you laugh. i never want to go another day without hearing that laugh. i think i will have all the time in the world to say it.
your hands are the most comforting thought; running through my hair, tracing shapes across my skin, holding me tight, holding me close, holding me together. i love the thought of our clasped hands and linked fingers, like a lifeline connecting us.
concept: it’s autumn and your bedroom is always chilly, so we’re wrapped up in thick blankets and each others arms. you play me songs on your guitar and let me sing along. i could stay like this for hours
I wanna go stargazing with you and cuddle you under the stars
I wanna sit on your lap and kiss you until we’re out of breath
— Richard Siken, from I Had a Dream About You; Crush, 2005
Scott Pilgrim’s Precious Little Life