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do you remember the time I showed the world your hair and someone said 'watermelon'? you probably don't, but when I read that word I thought of Eliot -
         that is not what I meant at all.
         that is not it, at all.
as I didn't want them to comment on the colour. it wasn't about the colour. it was what the colour meant. adding me to that colour meant one thing and one thing only. that I was with you. I wanted them to notice that. wonder why I was in such a hot, sunny park on such a mundane May day. and who this person's hair was. and then see everything and work it out and be so, so, so happy for me. like I was.