December 2011
22 posts
The awkward moment when someone comes back from your past. It might be a recent past, but you always get a bit annoyed. I mean, you aren’t supposed to come here and try to talk to me. You aren’t supposed to say that you have something in store for me, a gift, a surprise, something you’ll make. You aren’t supposed to still like me. We had a silent agreement. We would...
Sleep. Sleep tonight. And may your dreams be realized.