26 de marzo del 2001
You put on a smile. You say hello with a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek as you do everyone else. You look into his eyes then quickly look away. You don't want to see what he sees. You don't want to know that you're no longer whom he searches out in a crowd.
You talk to him, he talks to you. You go on about your business and forget he's there. Then with a quick glance his way your heart once again skips a beat. You thought it wouldn't do that again. Ever.
You used to think about him every waking moment. Your heart ached and your soul was in constant excrutiating pain. Eventually it faded. What you once thought was impossible to forget has simply become a memory.
He kisses you with his warm inviting lips. You kiss him back. Every kiss melts away your inhibitions. You're free to explore your passion with him. The sparks ignited by each kiss, each caress, each breath will burn a thousand fires.
You look into his eyes then quickly look away. He doesn't see the tears forming. He doesn't hear your sigh of sadness. You realize the attraction is still there. You realize you want more.
Damn.
