Outnumbered, Outgunned

Looking

Theres a moment, a moment when we look into one anothers eyes, and we know that its okay. That the other person is right there, with you. And that is the only moment we want. The moment when things fit, and sort of click together to a sense of connection.

You dont need to know the person, but your bound to kiss. And its bound to be okay.

I just want that again.

That, and faith. faith in knowing that something larger than me sees me. that I am in fact not invisible.

Posted by Radiofree at September 28, 2005 01:04 AM | TrackBack