Sunday, January 17, 2010

Third day.

I have stayed away from you for three days. The memory is still too fresh in my mind. The effulgence lingers unfaded.

Let it fade. Maybe it was just a hallucination conjured up by a mind fixated upon you.

I will wait.

And wait.

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