on 2004-09-02 @ 9:04 p.m.
I was sitting next to someone in class. And we were so close. And I suddenly thought of you and how close we were. How I could have just reached out and touched you.
We were that close.
And we're so far apart now. I remember once thinking how much I loved it when you leaned close. It's really... very... amazing. It gives me the sheeding-insides feeling every time I think about it. How close we were. How close we could be.
We could be touching you know.
But that wouldn't be fun would it? The best position is to be a centimeter away. When we're almost there. But not quite.