i_become_attached mcdougall Those words you spoke hit so close to home and now I’m wondering what you were really trying to tell me. If I had only listened more intently or possibly if I had had less to drink; maybe if you weren't so damned beautiful and it was easier for me to tear away from those deep stairs into your lovely light blue eyes. All of these are reasons and I don't blame you. It’s entirely my fault and it’s partially due to my low self esteem, well actually that’s about the only reason. I hate this but I love this, and I don't regret you telling me how you feel or felt. Beauty intrigues me and I find myself drawn to it more and more everyday, everywhere I go. But presently, wherever I go, I find I’m constantly Missing You. 040823 what's it to you? who go blather from