Stop
April 05, 2002 @ 3:32 p.m.
I stopped liking him for all of five minutes. Good, Kelly, good. It's always good to start slow.
Lord.
I am not over him, and no temporal drowning in your eyes will be forever. I will be forced to face this soon, come to grips with the horrible pain that's just not so horrible anymore.
I must remember my backbone, even around those squinty eyes, that stattaco laugh, that too-familiar voice that drips words like honey. I am already forgetting all your faults, damn this memory.
His face is continually at my door, unsure. I shook like a leaf the entire time and wanted to collapse. I cry now at the surrealistics of it all.
As if he would just stop over.
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