novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- the lonely loner looked at love but he didn't want her Three different times in the past week. Several more projected to pop up in the next week alone. It is getting easier to be around him, but not easier to actually talk to him or to meet his gaze. My body has somehow recorded its reaction to what happens to me when our eyes meet, and this physical memory surfaces whenever he is around. I am trying to forget you, but my body won't let me. Not that I can blame my body; my body is lonely thanks to the way I've learned to socially interact. It would be easier if I had a core group of friends to lean on. But there are always two sides. It is hard because he is friends with some of my friends. Good thing I'm a loner and a social butterfly, and I have many groups of friends that he barely comes into contact with. 2:30 pm - 04.11.08 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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