October 14, 2006
Your knees on the floor would bring me closer to you. It will make me cry, but not now. Not as I look down on your visible faults. My tongue in your mouth meant as much as your plead to come back. Just another temporary feel good sensation, gone with the slightest hint of reality or family history. No thanks. I turn and ignore your confusion with your hands on the ground and a puzzled faÃƒÆ'Ã‚Â§ade. Yes&you're charm was superficial to begin with. I'm past it as much as you should be. Leave me alone.