flight 5j679
Who me?
You’re actually talking to me?
My name? -
And you want to know my name too
Well it’s Jonathan
But don’t bother telling me yours
Yes, I know who you are - Julienne
You’re 5’4 and your favorite color is
Well you don’t have one
That’s just the thing
You’re way too interesting to have one
Your eyes are brown though
Saw them once
When you sat across my bench
Skimming through your calculus book
Which class you held
In the building across mine
On the 3rd floor
I was on the 2nd
Always looking up
Hoping to catch you dillydallying
Hoping to catch you
But I never did
Not even a glance
But that day on the benches
I saw your almond eyes -
The way I’ve always wanted to see them - seeing me
When you looked up from your book
Only to catch my glance
Okay fine
My stare. - It was a stare
And I saw them - brown as they were
It seemed to be your theme
Brown so was your skin
Golden though
As you were
The first time I ever saw you
Funny, I know
No?
Sad?
Okay
Sad and alright, maybe a little funny
*flight 5J679 bound for Shanghai now ready for boarding
But it could be different you know
I could be the man of your dreams
As you are mine
I’m still waiting to catch you
If only you’d fall.
-Jonathan Angel, written on a plane to Shanghai June of 2010. Given to me… yesterday, as a gift