Carlo's Mind Explained

takin the family to Seafood City in Concord for the 1st time, mom’s excited, time to turn the accent on

If you could only watch one TV show what would it be?

The Tonight Show with Conan O’Brien - tonight’s musical guest: Joss Stone and Raphael Saadiq

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is watching The Book of Eli

kevinlanflisi:

I can’t walk into Starbucks and order my favorite drink anymore

Because every time I approach the register 
I picture you next to me ordering the same thing

Your sweet, angelic voice requesting a grande white chocolate mocha with whipped cream
But these days just the smell of it makes me sick to my stomach

Because that was our getaway

After a long day of classes taught by professors that made us question our self-esteem
A 72 degree, moonlit cruise was found in that sixteen ounce cup of caffeine

It never made sense how my serenity would come inside a building that drew too big of a crowd
Sitting at a table that was too small 
Listening to the house music that was too loud

And on any other day 
If it was me without you I’d usually hit the drive-thru
But when you were there
I was at peace

My world hung on the axis of those conversations 
And as we would swap anecdotes paralleled with eternally minded revelations 
My heart would pound a beat that was in sync with the cadence of your sentences 

And as your thoughts would unfold 
I’d find myself sitting at the edge of my seat like it was 4th and goal with two seconds left to go in the super bowl

And it didn’t even matter what we would talk about

In fact, you had a knack for telling me the same story multiple times
But instead of stopping you dead in your tracks I would react as if I never heard it before

Because listening to you talk about something you were passionate about was better than opening up that first present on Christmas morning

Better than turning in that last assignment that stood in the way of me and summer vacation
Better than getting into my car at 5 o’clock on a Friday afternoon
See, listening to you was equivalent to the fifteenth of June in Long Beach… Perfect

It was like being at a performance in which you were a world class ballerina 
Tip-toeing on every emotion of my heart

I was your guest of honor
You slung a VIP pass around my neck 
And gave me the best seat in the house

And as the words tap-danced off your tongue 
I’d catch them out of mid-air 
Stir them into my cup 
And slowly sip on your hopes and dreams

And when you would smile
The room would suddenly slow down and everything around would disappear 
And in that moment I’d live so deep in your eyes me and your cornea’s were on a first name basis

And when you would laugh
The broken pieces of my soul the day had destroyed would magically find there way back 

And you would take out gift wrap and give me back what the day had taken
Reminding me that the best present I could ever received was simply your presence 

But without you the days have been darker
So on most nights before I go to sleep I unplug my alarm clock 
And removed the batteries from every clock in my house 
In hopes that if tonight I dream of you nothing will wake me 

And it’s not the fact that you’re gone 
Because I can live with that

But the thing that keeps me up most nights 
Is that I never got the chance to tell you how much I loved when we would sit and talk

Over a cup of coffee

i love this. i found it while browsing. very profound kevinlanflisi!

runnin errands at hilltop mall, hopin i won’t get shot, stabbed or jacked, wearin neutral colors so i’m good