It was one of the best days i've ever known in my life. Breakfast, dinner. A new piercing, talk of a new tattoo. Shopping at the halloween superstore. You asked if a certain "friend" could swing by and watch Fooly Cooly with us. I answered no. Not trying to be selfish. Just trying to hold on to the last lingering moments of that day. Please understand that It was not selfishness that made me answere that way. It was fear. I couldn't watch the two of you being intimate in any way. I didn't know for a fact that that's what would happen, but my heart KNEW that that's what would be. And the thought alone burns and mocks me. Know that I could share you with the wolrd entirely. Everyone should know the sun on their face once in a while. But that day was my day in the sun. And I couldn't let it go for the life of me. And Fooly Cooly, for some strange reason, is the one thing I couldn't share with anyone else but you. I want to share everything with you. Thank you for not getting pissed at me that day. It showed me a lot.
I Love you.
I Love you.