i can't tell you how good it was to see your face again, smiling like a sweet, worried little fox. i don't know how i could make you understand this fixed crush i've had is not ordinary. but it feels healthy(?) and it takes a lot for me... it takes a lot from me... it still gives alot to me... and i don't even know what to expect from it now. your lips like a cat i wish i could pet again. the funk in your eyes and the deep way you speak. the clothes i remember from only twelve days i wish i could wrap my arms around. this like you i rarely find. and all that it takes for me is to see your face or listen to you speak. i only wish you had understood me, because i don't spend my time on just anyone. and the best line i've heard in my life was from your lips, when i said "goodbye. have a good night," you said "i already did."