across_a_room Bizzar astray from the masses. his is a face i won't soon forget. sewn together by all that's eating at him. and his shadow tells his sad story. by no more than luck, he glances my way. -stops my blood in it's tracks. if i could taste his skin. i swear i'd never tell. it could be our secret. one that makes me whole. out of my thoughts. he sits beside me. and he'll never know. of all the things i could show him. 040312 ... whitechocolatewalrus across the world and i can't find my way back again 040313 ... seventeen the patter of fallen things echoes like the sullen regret of those across the room, and so I repeat. doot doot dooot kapow splacky and whatnot. happy vegas. 040313 what's it to you? who go blather from