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Because of her . . . I accidentally forget you
...written on 2004-08-11, @ 2:27 a.m.
She's got a smile that heals me / I don't know why it is /But I have to laugh when she reveals me . . .
She's got a way of talkin' / I don't know what it is / But it lifts me up when we are walkin' / Anywhere . . .
I don’t know what it is about this girl – she even makes me forget about *you *
And that’s the simple truth, she’s beautiful, and sweet and uncomplicated – everything you’d like me to be – but I’m nothing like that – I can only be me . . .
Funny how I find it in another – but you’re the one seeking it in me?
She’s quiet, and she’s contemplative – a beautiful dancer, full of class, manners and grace. She’s also an artist, and she draws – but not like you do, she looks into my eyes- and when our eyes meet, she blushes, and I look away too.
She’s only here until the 23rd. I don’t want to fall.
And I think – sometimes, we run into these people that touch us so deeply – we’ll never fully recover from each encounter with them.
She’s one of those people. And I’m already sad, I know she has to leave. I’ll probably end up crying, and making up some lame excuse that I’m so happy to see him that I’m just crying.
And I’ll probably write her a letter, a letter I’ll never give her – because it’s what I’ve always done.
And someday, maybe in some chic Parisian café, she’ll remember – and we’ll have latte and palmiers.
But – that’s just some college girl’s pipedream. If only . . .
She's got a light around her /And everywhere she goes
A million dreams of love surround her / Everywhere . . .