Inappropriate thoughts at VERY inappropriate times this weekend. Old obsessions.
Last night:
He and I were talking. internet. just the written words scrolling throuhg my mind accompanied by chimes. A trip to the beach, maybe it was the zoo. being pulled from our new conversation to drive carload after carload of family. All I could think about was him. And that because I missed that exact moment I knew I had missed my chance. forever.
Awake to a turned back and closed arms.
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