Sailor Chibi Kamen's Theatre presents:

Hey Jupiter


For John, the reason I think about these two so much.


How she had come to this...she no longer knew. For so long there
had been a giant hole in her heart where he used to be. She filled it,
in a way. For so long she had filled it, until that fateful night.

It was the wine. She was certain of that. Both of them were brave
in battle, but utter cowards in matters of love and lust. That fateful
night the wine had come between them and feelings had been shared...and
more. That night of tangled tongues and limbs and breast against
breast, thigh against thigh...lips to lips, cheek to know
how it goes. That night they had made love...and that night she had
found that Ami did not fill the need, that she still ached for him. No
matter what she felt for her friend, it was not what she felt for him,
and that hole in her heart would never go.

And it hurt...oh, how it hurt! Like some great beast shredding
and eating her insides. But it would all be over soon...

It would all be over...soon....


no one's picking up the phone
guess it's me and me
and this little masochist
she's ready to confess
all the things that i never thought
that she could feel and

sometimes i breathe you in
and i know you know
and sometimes you take a swim
found your writing on my wall
left my heart soaking wet
boy, your boots can leave a mess

hey Jupiter
nothing's been the same
so are you gay
are you blue
thought we both could use a friend to run to
and i thought i wouldn't have to keep
with you

no one's picking up the phone
guess it's clear he's gone
and this little masochist
she's lifting up her dress
guess i thought i could never feel
the things i feel

-Tori Amos, my muse