you_became_like_ice leif 107 weeks ago we stood outside the theatre in the snow blankets of another twilight storm. I wore a healthy layer of ignorant enthusiasm because I had not yet grasped the power I was granting you. You were consistently coy in your approach, and I was regrettably full of laughter. Later you posted a photograph of the icicles that remained after we'd had our fun and clever sword fights with them--after you'd left your mint and cigarette taste on my ever insatiable lips; after you'd left me aching for more of your barely-half smile; after you'd left me wanting. You posted the photograph with the tag "these are fun". And I think that really says it all...I was just an object to you. 150202 ... leif And you're an asshole. But--I miss you. 150207 what's it to you? who go blather from