3-26-04
3:30 am
I am left curious.
Curious if you think of me.
Curious if you wish it was me under you again.
Maybe just one more time.
Curious if you hear a song and think of me.
If that was the song that played as you knelt before me.
If that was the song that played while I kissed you.
Curious to see if you look at your e-mail.
Just waiting for one from me.
Just waiting for me to beg you.
Just waiting for me to fuck up so you can write me off.
Curious what the motivations are for you.
They seem so simple, your love for her.
But maybe they go deeper.
Maybe it was a conquer the butch.
Maybe it was just fun while it lasted.
Maybe it became to incovienant.
Maybe it became to much work for you.
I am just left being curious as to what happened to us.
Curious becuase your riddles never answer my questions.
Always left curious.