to run towards the train station so I can see you for 1 more second.
the smile at myself when i think of you.
yet, somehow fear penetrates me.
the more you try to hold on tighter to something.
the more you might lose it.
the vulnerability of life scares me.
as we move in different directions,
the little red thread seems to be getting longer but thicker
have you heard your heart flutter? Because I have.
has it really been that long?
it still feels like 2007.
janice. what is Love?