Some times life can get a bit complicated on its own, and it doesn't wait for you to catch on. These days at work have been really disappointing and apparently they distracted me enough, so as to not pay attention on my feelings, and now here I am.
So I'm sitting here, at home, earlier than usual. Drinking on my own and trying to get rid of that nasty "butterfly angst" that I feel all over my stomach. How did I let this happen? I'm obsessing again, and I'm having a very hard time *not* to focus on a specific person. Why, universe, why are you doing this to me?? This is an obvious case of disaster. I can foresee it. And yet here I am, wishing for another phone call, another chance to walk hand-in-hand. Oh, how I missed the holding of the hand. I knew it, so why did I let him hold my hand even for a little while? The detachment will be difficult for me.
So, I'm asking: can't you just hold my hand a little longer this time? Even though it's against all odds, and I know it. The brain understands. Even the heart knows. But can't you just hold my hand for a little longer? A sudden obsession for you too. An unexpected one. Can't it happen, just this once? Can't you just look for me, foolishly, without knowing why?
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