Torn.

Ok I was doing fiiiine without you this entire week. I was busy, had no time to think, work was engrossing and I was surrounded with people all the time. It was fine. I could do this forever. And then sunday arrives with plenty of time to think and I am flooded with your images. Your imperfections that do not seem that imperfect anymore. And although I have logged off all networking/communication apps on my phone, you call me anyway. Just like that. Via a 'telepathy app' that has a strong network 24/7. I am shaken to the core. How did you know that I was thinking of you while hugging that pillow to death?
trapped21 trapped21
31-35, F
Jan 13, 2013