Tuesday, August 23, 2005

xxi

writing an imaginary letter to you
just finished half a sandwich
and a really good bowl of gazpacho
since we’ve been dating
the nitty gritty is I’m not satisfied
with the way you want things
the guy who said we should be boyfriends
that we really looked good together
maybe it’s time for me to move on
he also said his mother was always
giving him mints for his bad breath
I’m not sure if that’s really how I feel
but you had the mettle to answer him
something like well you know
when the time is right and all
I believe it’s good for me to think like this
why do I have such a crush on you
I’m always over-scrutinizing things
do you ever want to see anything I write