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Monday, May. 09, 2005 - 11:19 p.m.

the other night, he was the one with a hand on me. he was holding on, because he knew i wasn't. i like it better this way. without the vain wishes that something more is just beyond my frame of vision. my feelings for him have toned down to a level where i can stay or go, and it won't make much of a difference. i'm not angry anymore at myself or him when i fall for that indecipherable charm. i take it as it is, and i take what i can get. for now, that's all i want. sometimes it's all i can do.

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