Time has stopped.
so empty.
maybe because there will be so little of that kind of contact.
but its good, no?
the touch of another
lingering like a scent so fine
my luck...
no luck maybe.
or just not the right one.
or.
or.
or.
if.
can't wait for field camp to start and be gone
i feel so heavy and tired all the time.
can't say I love you.
Can't say anything much anyway.
I'll just end up another boring story.
