stendec

It's 3:25pm and I just got up. I feel fazed, dazed, and spaced out. I saw her again last night. We went to an exhibition of student photographers from her college and saw some great work there. Then it was coffee and talk, normal talk, average talk; and afterward it was more kissing and touching and although it was nice and warm and comfortable, there was no fire ignited in me. I almost chuckled when she tried to get a rise out of me and I knew then that she couldn't and never would. Too bad that, she's a nice girl and would probably be good for me, but if there is no fire, there is nothing.