Reading sappy romances

Smiles and loving eyes

Arms, legs, lips

By myself

It's 11:01

That's PM

I hope she doesn't hear the typing

Noone there but me.

No deadlines,

No self conciousness,

No uncertainty.

Optimism clouds my mind

Reality is sleeping,

dreaming now of



Just one more story

or maybe two?

thinking of the future

afternoons with friends

watching happy chick flics

a shiver of happiness goes through me

or is is my cold toes?