_don't_look_now bijou i'm not fooling anyone. we all know why i'm following you home. but you wanted me to come. you moved down the sidewalk at a meandering pace so i would catch up. you said you can come over if you want. i dont know why you would. i said i'm not scared. we watched my favorite episode of the twilight zone "because it gave us a reason to sit close." and i was slipping fast, too tired. i could feel his face above me, hands and kisses on my forehead; but i kept my eyes closed, i'm not supposed to be doing this anymore. i'm trying to get over this. i opened them a little. between the flutter of my lashes, i saw him silhoetted above me, naked shoulders and arms just a shadow in the black and white light of the television. he was smiling sweetly, sadly. i held his arm and dug my fingers into his skin, can he feel the desparation? he layed his face on top of mine so our eyelashes were touching, so if i opened my eyes they would disrupt his freckled skin. he was asleep in seconds. 020330 what's it to you? who go blather from