"I find you interesting.."
If only you knew.
"You're intelligent and sarcastic..."
I love that...
"... and I would like to get to know you better."
I need to see you always...
"I'm sorry.. I wish I-"
If only my eyes could tell you
what my heart is loathe to say..
No! Don't look at me like that, what have I said?
"What sort of complications?"
Come back! Please stay.. Let me figure this out,
please...
I need you.
I think of you,
I dream of you,
and yet I am afraid.
Afraid of failure once again, and still,
afraid to lose.
Losing you would kill me, I fear it even yet,
And still I'm indecisive..
.. I even fear regret.

01/14/2002

Posted on 01/14/2002
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