it had started to rain, but we didnt care
every word that was spoken held onto the air
i made a tent with my head and this computer. i'm laying under it enjoying the feeling of comfort and listening to thursday.

i wish i could bottle up my kisses and send them to you. so you will have a part of me when you really need it.

< 3:37 a.m. on 2002-06-30 >