For the longest time, I cried every time I thought of the otters. I cried because they reminded me of you and when we used to be happy. Even now, when everything’s okay and I declare over and over again (as if trying to convince myself) that I love you, it still hurts. A broken heart can be mended but it still bears the scars of a past tragedy. I’m just happy that Jeffy Teddy and Doggy are back together – and that Mr. Whale can get in on the action with Takoyaki-chan.
I said maybeee you’re gonna be the one the saves me
and after all you’re my wonderwall
I said maybeeee…you’re gonna be the one that saves meeeee
AND after all, you’re my wonderwall
maybee, I said, maybe…I said…saves me…gonna be the one…saves me, saves me, saves me
Be there to hold me when I’m lonely. Be there to hold me when I’m cold. Be there for me like you’ve always been. Be there.
Don’t you want to come with me
Don’t you want to feel my bones
Don’t you want to swim with me
Don’t you want to feel my skin
It’s only natural…
I have nothing in my heart but love for you. Fuck what everyone says. Fuck what everyone thinks. I know what I want. I want you. It’s pretty fucking simple. I want to spend the rest of my life walking around your neighborhood, beneath rumbling trains crisscrossing the borough on elevated tracks. I want to spend the rest of my life in Asian supermarkets with rows of shrimp crackers and jelly drinks, in the play pen at the McDonalds, crawling potentially unsafe plastic structures and slides, in flower shops and cheap sushi places, in a world that I share with you, a world full of Mr. Whales and chocolate chip cookies and Swedish meatballs.
I want you. I want to merge with you, feel the depth of your hidden heart, touch the emptiness and darkness that settles in the forgotten corners…tug on threads that move your soul…
Trying to prepare something special for you for Valentine’s. I’ll think of something.