the truth is that anywhere i go, i find myself looking over my shoulder for you.. i fear a casual encounter, but i long for it at the same time. i wonder what we'll do, how we'll react.. i fear my heart will skip a beat.
and it's always when the day breaks.. when the clock begins to count the first a.m. hours of the day that i catch it.. the subtle, sweet, intoxicating tattoo of your smell on my skin.
unrecognize*unlearn
i haven't really written anything in a good long while.. but i think i just might start again. i'm a different *me* now.. that feels a bit bewildered at the *old me* and the posts that person used to make.. or maybe i'm just fooling myself. i'll have to just post and see..
