the gears are working against me.
12/14/2003 04:51 a.m.
fate times out everything perfectly
so that when i enter a room
you are simultaneously exiting
and when i'm saying things to you
you are simutaneously thinking of better things

i can feel your abscence;
like a fingernail cut too short,
or an itch impossible to reach,
or an uncurable headache that
will ring for eternity until i
smell your scent.

i remember when you'd
smile like you meant it...
do you?
I am currently Pathetic
I am listening to bach cello suites .. yo-yo ma