History Was Easy, But I Don't Know

As If You Could Outrun Me.

I Stared Into Her Eyes, Wide Under The Thick Fringe Of Lashes, And Yearned For Sleep. Not For Oblivion, As I Had Before, Not To Escape Boredom, But Because I Wanted To *dream*. Maybe, If I Could Be Unconscious, If I Could Dream, I Could Live For A Few Hours In A World Where She And I Could Be Together. She Dreamed Of Me. I Wanted To Dream Of Her.

I’m Afraid You’re Going To Have To Make A Choice.

Love Is Irrational, I Reminded Myself. The More You Loved Someone, The Less Sense Anything Made.

Let Her See Me Clearly.