i’m sorry that i won’t know you as you know me; that we won’t share bits of each other over red wine and cheese, candles and entrees we both laugh when trying to pronounce.
i’m sorry i won’t sneak my hand into yours under the table, catch your eyes with mine and hold my breath until you look away.
i’m sorry we won’t walk home after dinner, because my place is down the block, and we won’t get a chance to hear the violinist change to something romantic, that i won’t buy you that handmade rose from the man that winks as we pass.
i’m sorry that this won’t be me, but can you blame me for being jealous of who it gets to be?
Today my boyfriend set up an account on a game site. He decided to be funny and set his password as “penis”. The message that popped up said “Sorry, your password isn’t long enough”. I laughed. He didn’t. MLIA.
there comes a time in one’s life when clear headed judgements must be made. a certain kind of sacrifice is needed to gauge the direction that a person needs to gravitate towards. one needs to look past regrets, uncertainty, false hopes, and lost dreams. forget what should have been, remember that all that is needed is faith. faith in one’s self, faith in no one else.
screen has been flickering for the past year. so i close the lid and reopen; voila, screen stops flickering. for the past month it’s been getting worse, and so has my patience. started flickering again tonight, so i try closing and opening the lid again, and of course the bitch keeps flickering. solution? get frustrated and bang fist against lid. the screen stopped flickering.
ive been putting this off, i think i’ll have to open this bitch up soon.