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Caribbean
A foot away, yet so far away.
I don't want this to end. What is "this" anyway?
He has that flavour I crave to taste.
He has that... I'm stuck again thinking of how our fingers tangled up.
I want to kiss him, the dream kept me going for few minutes.
I just want to grab his shirt, pull him close.
I don't need more.
Just seeing him, being around him, no matter what we're doing is enough.
I didn't know I wanted anything else besides what I already had until we met.
I have this sense of impending crash.
I'm still scared of drowning.
Caribbean.
Dec 8/2011
