Yesterday I sat next to you in the dark theatre, our legs barely touching. You murmured comments into my ear that I couldn't help but laugh at. We did the same a few months ago.
Yesterday I saw you as before. You see, what I felt for you, I still do. I watch you with the other girls. And I let you go. A new hair cut, a new lifestyle. Nothing has changed.
Yesterday I sat next to you in the dark theatre, our legs barely touching. It whetted my apetite for more.
Sunday, December 18, 2005
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