5:41 p.m. - 2003-09-15
the night caved in
tomorrow we travel, but today i contemplate about last night. at that moment my anatomy spoke for itself. after the fact, caution gets in the way. i am made up of my own culture of fear. we have a broken system because it is interrupted quite often. my internal representation is getting confused with my mental expression. the analogies you present sink into my head and eventually reach my heart. together we create abstract art, apart we are nothing but a blank canvas. if the negative holds true, i might then lack that which takes me to this island we created. this is our opportunity of love with non orable fashion. to pass would be to lose the beautiful sounds of the violin. i starve for you, the one who controls my fate. that one word activated the chemicals in my body. my apologies i give for my doubts. i sat there with out good reasoning.i just reacted to quickly. i am often touched with jealous feelings and i have a desire for your sense of maturity.
