a boy wanting to read a really good rendition of 'somewhere i have never travelled, gladly beyond' to a beautiful, gentle girl. and mostly failing, which is why he recorded this.

to you, victoria

stumbling over what i would like to say, the first reply that came into this boy's head; beautiful, gentle girl, hello.

to you, victoria: a stumbling

Reading a concrete poem by thegreatestactor, and trying to do it justice.

Upon Looking Up In Midtown

A boy, saying sorry, for the long unexplained lack of talking. To a girl, who makes him fear for his breathing (still, still, there is listening to be done.)

to you, victoria: an exploration of apology

to victoria: once more, with feeling. or, n-not exactly that. just a boy, writing in a friend's basement, to a beautiful girl he hasn't talked to in a really long time. call it a love letter. he might as well.

to you, victoria: a brief interlude

to you, victoria: just a boy, wanting to respond, to a alluring girl he has made wait for far, far too long. 

lyno-reyens