magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bean is not actually from antarctica. his heart is covered in paisleys.

he makes tiny little pictures and sometimes writes about his life.

Untitled.

10 October 2000

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i laid on my floor and watched
the clouds drift by beyond my window
on the day that you left

my teeth hurt
and i had a knot in my stomach
that had only gotten worse
since i realized you were gone

the clouds thickened
turned grey
the wind picked up

i wish that you had said goodbye
or at least told me you were leaving

but maybe you did
in the only way that you could
a week before over dinner
"do you ever lie awake all night thinking?" you asked