Thursday, January 20, 2011

you’re the only thing I know like the back of my hand.

I don’t go out looking for these things.

I’d just like to say that right now. In fact, if anything I avoid them. I’d prefer not to see those almond shape eyes that have seemed to lost their luster over these dark months. But alas, you walked into the restaurant after a long day of avoiding you and there you were. Plain as day. Briefly meeting my eyes before I looked at my sister for confirmation that it really was you standing there. I admit I didn’t handle it as smoothly as I wanted to but I did the best I could. I had never expected you to show up there.

Perhaps you go looking for these things, and by things, I mean me.

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