For a long time I didn’t understand jealousy. You love me or you don’t. The wandering of your eyes or the cracking of a joke wouldn’t alter my beliefs.
My lips are chapped, but I am learning. It’s mostly missing, and absence and all that. You’re not a bad teacher, but the lesson is hard and my metaphor poor. My exams are coming up.
Posted by samantha at December 13, 2004 02:59 PMits not that easily summed up
Posted by: chris at December 14, 2004 11:47 AMI know, now.
Posted by: samm at December 14, 2004 05:09 PM