I wish you could hear me
or, I wish you were here with me
I tell myself that it is foolishness --
maybe it's the "emotional blockage" that we (not you and I but them) talked about tonight,
to keep things distant but close, controllable and mine.
Relationships don't work that way.
whatever it is, I thought about you on the beach today.
and yesterday I tried not to hope that I would see you.
but I did, and I didn't.
when we do talk, it's awkward. and I don't know if I like you. but something always brings me back.
