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//Sunday, September 5, 2010 3:55 PM
As we lay on the mat you brought,
gazing at the moonlight, the midnight skies dotted with myriads of tiny twinkling stars The whole universe melted away. Just you and me. The warmth of your arms around me. The silly little star-spotting competition we had. I remember I had my back facing you and you didn't like it. Turn around you said. I complied. And we lay for hours, staring and boring into each others' eyes. We melted into each others' universe and we became One, singular celestial body. Those were the sweetest memories I have of my life, so far. How are you doing now? We were so close before, but now we are so far. I can't help feeling that it's sucha waste that we are not even friends. Sometimes I have the urge to ask you out for coffee, to catch up and see how you're doing, but I don't know what to say and I don't know how to say it, without you misinterpreting it as a sign of renewed interest. Sometimes I'd picture us having coffee and a casual chat in some simple cafe. Sighs. Why are some things so hard? |
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