Date: Dec 4, 2005 10:34 PM
Subject: Journal Entry - bitter and sweet aftertaste
I wish Sauchiehall Street would take for ever to walk when Kenny walks me home. Although kissing him and holding his hand can feel really ackward, I can never have enough of him. I always miss his touches, and voice. He is gentle and fun to be around with. My tongue is still tasting lips. This is enough to drift me into a peaceful night and make me imaging the man I love lying here next me.
Dec 5, 2005 10:51 PM
I walked into the cluster this morning; he was there fixing a box. I quietly said hey, because I didn't want to disturb him. I walked away sat down in silence, and looked forward to another great week. Everytime I heard the door clicked, I turned around. I was only hoping to see him smiling back at me. I'd better stop this day dreaming and start doing my work.