october was a blur and this is all I remember now.
with him days are like nights, nights are like days. I am slowly getting used to the daily routines of being in a relationship. I’d forgotten what it’s like. in retrospect, I am not sure why I was fighting against it for such a long time. of course, I know the answer but right now it’s not really relevant. I haven’t been writing but in the last three or four weeks I have taken many images, which sit on my hard disc now; waiting to be released.
beijing was refreshing; cold. we ate cevapi and drank turkish coffee, entirely ignoring chinese cousine. the weather cleared out and most days were graced with blue skies and crisp air. I missed the boy a lot. mother has been away for the entirety of this month and we are just waiting for her to come back. there has been a couple of bad days but mostly it’s just good. endless nights with the boy. often we’d see seven in the morning and the grease of having mcdonald’s for breakfast. some of our traditions are more of a regularity now. apart from my quick trip to china, not a day has passed without me seeing the warm glow of his brown eyes. we are closer to each other now than we have ever been before. seventy dollars for two hours is not bad at all, what do you think? I bought him a pair of shoes, made a friendship bracelet in rasta colours. I leave tiny bits of myself every time I stay at his place so he can find them later.
I write daily miniature letters and hope one day he will able to read them. last week was significant in terms of parties. an anniversary, two birthdays. the little one is walking around in her trolley, fully aware of people around her. we picked presents for them together and held hands as we rose higher, staring at the night above us. he looked incredibly luscious in front of the barbecue; the naked chief. he laughed the way he always does, lowering his head to his knees. little stars and fireworks inside our minds. we spend most of our nights together in sweet nothingness. my favorite place is to be is together.
october was sweet. filled with love making, spoonfuls of noodles and semolina, nights out, foosball and infinite walks around hong kong neighbourhoods. I wish things could stay like this forever.