You kissed me in the rain under your umbrella at the bus stop. I don’t know why you did, but I just wanted to say thank you, because I have been wanting you to do that since I met you. Don’t worry, I haven’t told anyone, and I don’t plan to. I won’t even tell you, not to your face at least.
Anyway, you are the Professor Bear to my Jo, and I will remember that moment and wish I had been a little more carpe diem about it, but it’s sweetness and brevity were probably correlated, so I’m glad I held back and watched you walk away, instead of chasing after you like my feet wanted me to. —Louisa May
This article appears in May 6-12, 2010.
if this person isn’t availible, i am. find me on the bitch page to set something up, anytime.
there ya go LS… suck all the cuteness out of this sweet ‘love’
This Love makes me wanna spew! Then again, most of them do. I am hopelessly unromantic, I hate that shit. I just wanna bang girls, not romance them!