To say that you are cute would be like saying that a strawberry is sweet, cos a strawberry has secret flavours that are sharp, and tart, and red, and deep. And I would love to find you growing wild out by the woods. I’d make a basket with the front of my t-shirt and take home as many of you as I could.
And to say that you are pretty would be like saying that the ocean is blue, cos the ocean is full of all kinds of colours, and I see all kinds of things when I look at you. And I want to explore you with my tennie shoes off, standing ankle-deep in a tide pool with my khaki pants rolled up.
And to say that you are funny would be like saying that the night sky is black, cos the night sky is filled with stars, and comets, and planets that no one has seen yet. And I want to look at you lying down on my front lawn. I’ll try to take you all in at once but you just go on and on and on.
Paul Baribeau (via owlsgo)
Paul Baribeau is maybe the only thing that’s capable of getting me off my Weakerthans kick today…
