when will i see you again? there is this place near hubbard where i want to take you & kiss you over and over … all over. i hate not seeing you, not speaking to you. it’s almost as if we were lovers once and now we are not. sometimes i think it would be easier without you … but then when i did finally get to see you, you would no longer be mine, and i’m not sure i could live with that. there is no one else for me – not here – not now.
…so how do we make this work?
i don’t want to feel like this.
