Just popped in, end of the night, end of a weekend,

thought I'd just wipe the tables down,
one less thing before you can call it a night, one small thing
for you
at the top of that steep hill,
with beautiful light,
beautiful views

vinegar stinging, stinking on my hands, I cleaned the window for you, let a little more light in
...you so obviously hate wating, feeling anxious beforehand
so I came to the dentists before you arrived, and sat with you while you waited.

despite having your best interests at heart, you felt even more awkward with a photograph,
even though
maybe you hadn't realised
i was virtually blocking any view of you
you didn't sleep until today, well,
this morning

you slept in my bed
a few minutes
waiting for it to burn
some things I thought you would want hear, things that I feel something for, that you will, I hope
came to see if you needed some help today
an extra pair of hands
building a delicate glass structure with you
I kept worrying about how long it'll last
Rain, stomach aches,
waiting where you have to walk, to and from,
the same place everyday
the rainy days will be more so, now
but I had been thinking
you need it
I will walk without it, everytime it rains, now
it was slightly inconvenient
that the alley was so small
that the umbrella was so big
but we laughed
and then you walked away, not much warning
about This is for You / This is for Me
This blog documents a project I have started, during which I will give something of myself away, or do something for another person, everyday.
At the moment I am planning to do this from 17th February - 3rd April (during Lent, because what does giving up chocolate do for anyone?)..
The roots of all of this lay in the dissolution of a relationship I was part of for over five years. As this came to an end, I felt like I have given pieces of myself away. I want to continue to think about the loss and vulnerability we experience in various relationships throughout our lives, but in a broader sense.
a connection with a stranger.. or just with you