A Match Into Water
Doce
The past couple months have been really hard. Mike is in a depression. A deep one. He won't talk to anyone. Not even Vic. Rehab has really changed him and I don't know if it's for the better. Today is the day that I get to bring him home. I just walked into the lobby with the guys and I went to the front desk. I smiled at Susan and she smiled back. I filled out some papers and then sat down in one of the chairs with the guys until Mike came out. After a little while, a door opened and Mike came through with his bags, He had dark bags under his eyes and his eyes we blood shot. He looks extremely skinny and he has a full beard. I got up and walked over to him. Vic, Jaime and Tony were right behind me and they grabbed his things for him.When his arms were free. I wrapped my arms tightly around his torso and kissed his chest. He lightly put his arms around me and just stood there. I sighed and grabbed Mikes hand, not bothering to lace our fingers together. I followed the guys to my car and they put Mike's things in the back. "So, I'll see you guys tomorrow night for dinner." I said to them and they all nodded and hugged/kissed me goodbye, I'm making dinner for me, Mike, Vic, Jaime, Tony, Vivian and Victor. Vivian and Victor is Mike and Vic's parents. Mike went to the passanger seat and got into the car. I went to the drivers seat and started up the car. Bon Iver was pouring softly through the speakers. I smiled at the music. His music has really helped me through dark times and it's been helping me these past months. I lit up a cigarette and started to drive. I inhaled the familiar smoke, immedially relaxing me. I looked over to Mike who was looking out the window. "Want a smoke?" I asked him. He didn't say anything. He just kept staring. I sighed loudly and turned up the music and started to sing when Bon Iver's beautiful voice started Skinny Love. My favorite song by him.
Come on skinny love,
just last the year.
Pour a little salt,
we were never here.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.
Tell my love to wreck it all,
cut out all my ropes and let me fall.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.
Right in this moment this order's tall.
And I told you to be patient,
and I told you to be fine.
And I told you to be balanced,
and I told you to be kind.
In the morning I'll be with you,
but it will be a different kind.
I'll be holding all the tickets,
and you'll be owning all the fines.
Come on skinny love,
what happened here?
We suckled on the hope in lite brassieres.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.
Sullen load is full,
so slow on the split.
And I told you to be patient,
and I told you to be fine.
And I told you to be balanced,
and I told you to be kind.
And all your love is wasted,
and then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches,
and at the end of all your lines.
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh.
When the song stopped and I stopped singing, I realized that my face was wet by silent tears. I didn't even realize that I had been crying. I looked over at Mike and he was watching me with tears rolling down his face. I think he just watched me sing/cry. When he saw me look at him, he quickly looked backed outside and used his hands to dry his face. I turned into our driveway and went to get Mike's things. He helped me grab them and then I went to the front door and unlocked it. I opened the door and took Mike's things to his- or our- room and set them on the floor. Mike came in and put his stuff down. He started to take his shirt off and unzipped his jeans, now he was just in his boxers. I thought that he would want to be alone, so I started to walk to the door to go into my room. "Wait, Trin." I stopped when I heard his weak voice say my name. I turned around and looked him. He was sitting on the bed and was looking at me. "I thought maybe you wanted to be alone." I told him. "No. Stay, please." I nodded and took off my shoes, shirt and jeans. I'm just in my boy shorts and sports bra. I walked over to him on the bed and he laid back on the pillow. I climbed into bed and laid next to him. He held out his arms and I snuggled into them. He wrapped his arms around my body and just held me. It was silent in the room, neither one of us talking. It was nioce though, just to be in each other's arms again. I need him home. I felt his grip loosen up and I could hear his soft snoring. Yes, finally he is getting some sleep. I smiled and snuggle into his chest. I soon fell asleep too.
Come on skinny love,
just last the year.
Pour a little salt,
we were never here.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.
Staring at the sink of blood and crushed veneer.
Tell my love to wreck it all,
cut out all my ropes and let me fall.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.
Right in this moment this order's tall.
And I told you to be patient,
and I told you to be fine.
And I told you to be balanced,
and I told you to be kind.
In the morning I'll be with you,
but it will be a different kind.
I'll be holding all the tickets,
and you'll be owning all the fines.
Come on skinny love,
what happened here?
We suckled on the hope in lite brassieres.
My, my, my, my, my, my, my, my.
Sullen load is full,
so slow on the split.
And I told you to be patient,
and I told you to be fine.
And I told you to be balanced,
and I told you to be kind.
And all your love is wasted,
and then who the hell was I?
And I'm breaking at the britches,
and at the end of all your lines.
Who will love you?
Who will fight?
Who will fall far behind?
Ooh, ooh.
When the song stopped and I stopped singing, I realized that my face was wet by silent tears. I didn't even realize that I had been crying. I looked over at Mike and he was watching me with tears rolling down his face. I think he just watched me sing/cry. When he saw me look at him, he quickly looked backed outside and used his hands to dry his face. I turned into our driveway and went to get Mike's things. He helped me grab them and then I went to the front door and unlocked it. I opened the door and took Mike's things to his- or our- room and set them on the floor. Mike came in and put his stuff down. He started to take his shirt off and unzipped his jeans, now he was just in his boxers. I thought that he would want to be alone, so I started to walk to the door to go into my room. "Wait, Trin." I stopped when I heard his weak voice say my name. I turned around and looked him. He was sitting on the bed and was looking at me. "I thought maybe you wanted to be alone." I told him. "No. Stay, please." I nodded and took off my shoes, shirt and jeans. I'm just in my boy shorts and sports bra. I walked over to him on the bed and he laid back on the pillow. I climbed into bed and laid next to him. He held out his arms and I snuggled into them. He wrapped his arms around my body and just held me. It was silent in the room, neither one of us talking. It was nioce though, just to be in each other's arms again. I need him home. I felt his grip loosen up and I could hear his soft snoring. Yes, finally he is getting some sleep. I smiled and snuggle into his chest. I soon fell asleep too.
I will, I'm sorry, I've been very busy. <3
10/15/13