Sunday, November 4, 2012

New Paths

You see, this is the thing: I think you and I could get along very well. I think we could talk and laugh and flirt until the sun came up, if only we had the chance. Below the surface tension there is something which isn't quite defined, a vague magnet pulling us closer together, though each of us is trying to ignore it. But I think if I close my eyes and bite my lip, you would understand the point. I think if I were to meet your eye, smile and wave, you'd realise we were on our way to something else.

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