Index - Profile - Archives - Notes - DiaryLand - Random ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 34 and what do you do with that nervous paranoia? the feeling, knots, in your throat? and you want to cry, to let the dam break... but, you're afraid it won't stop. you'll be crying about now, but you could keep crying about everything. that you're here, that you're not. flash. and your bed calls to you. your pillows, which are really your lover's arms, the warmth you generate another body there beside you. yes. what will you do? flash. will you go? will you sit? your hesitation. you sneeze. flash. and you feel the warm leather, hear the music behind you, the sun on your naked feet, the wind in your hair... being careful to keep your skirt down, not too much cleavage... but, you caught him looking anyway. flash. who is this about, i wonder? do you think? at all? is it about someone? no. this is me. flash. did you say what i thought i heard? it was a whisper in my headphones, and i fucking swear it was you. 9:16 p.m. - 2002-06-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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