tribute to jara.
ok so sometimes it was great
and sometimes it wasn't
but most of the time it was
sometimes we had money for coffee
and sometimes only one of us did and shouted the other
and one day we joined the gym
eventhough we didn't intend to
and so we went three times a week
maybe sometimes four
but then we got lazy
and went out for indian instead
we got banned from the good indian place
cos we liked to share one dish
we once survived soley on sugar
we once didn't talk for months
we once 'went out'
we once learnt trapeze
and we once decided we weren't straight
we drank lots of wine
you passed out on the grass
we went on a roadtrip to newcastle
you fell in the grass
i'd be here for years
if i wrote about all our adventures
[like the trip to woolworthes
when it turned out to be was closed]
i'd be here for hours
so i'll just say
i miss you jara