Monday, October 30, 2006
Did you catch those far and away glances, sighing for a minute's nerve? I swear the corner of my eye tricked itself into believing so, as thrice I chose to look and not speak, or speak and not mean! Though, more than thrice, I saw and might've suppressed the curve of my lips or tint of my cheeks. Yes, because I'm stubborn like that. Perhaps I will abandon all thought to the fourth star, or surrender completely to the sun..oh, and to what we dare to refer to only as destiny. (Haha, all hail the hypocrite convert!) Regardless, I admit..I might've chosen to submit to that school girl ideal. And I admit; I might've said more than meant, so much more than thrice.
