| this is your life. you are the author. what are you going to write? |
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| im playing with very trechorous fire. |
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| its like a disappearing and reappearing magic trick. thought it was gone forever, perhaps it was just hiding and i once again found it? you read, but do you understand what was said? do you know that what was said was perhaps about you yourself? not just some random words but my feelings inside? perhaps for me it is easier to write than to say or show? sometimes, quite often, i dont even know what the hell im saying.
did you get my letters to you that i never sent? |
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| oatmeal in places i didnt know i had.. hatley/garey bash!
so what do you do when the love of your life, absent for months....now not such a shadow. the feelings of deep longing and even deeper love shall always be there, and the chemistry is unmistakable. but....the feelings are not as they once were. does he know this? did i make it clear or just fog up his head? because what he probably thinks i want, is actually not what i have in mind at all. so hopefully someday, he'll see this...and know all this. until then i hope to be a memory fresh on his mind!
i love it when he takes off his shirt. i love the feel of my hands running over his back and the look in his eyes after he pulls away from a kiss. |
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