Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Liquidation.

When left to my own devices, I am decisive. I can declare "I am over you" like the rapids course over a pebble.

Then I see that sideways smirk. And your confident stride. And those kind, brown eyes.


And I melt like an ice cube on a hot stone.

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