Ever since Friday, I can't focus.
I'm so excited about us, it's almost stifling.
I can't breathe, but in a good way.
I'm sitting at work wishing I could come crawl in bed with you while you sleep the day away.
I hate that I won't get to see you today.
I blame you if I fail my final exam.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
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Gosh I hope you're referring to your boyfriend. I like ya an all, but not really enough to hop in the sack with ya. No offense, I just don't swing that direction.
I find that blaming other people is important and helpful. Keep up the good work!
make seeing him the reward for not bombing your final!
K - Yeah. He's the only one I know who is asleep while I'm at work. Except maybe my dog.
CM - Important, yes. Helpful, maybe not so much.
SM - I wish, but he will already be on duty by the time I get finished. So, no cop until some time tomorrow.
Ah yes...feeling so good about "us".
I was honored with remembering what that feels like quite recently. I like that feeling. Remembering what I hate not loving.
LK
Thanks for linking me today.
LK - It is a good feeling. And you're welcome - you're a very talented writer.
Well said.
FF - Thanks for dropping by (and for the compliment!)
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