Every time I think of you my heart skips at
least two beats.
And every time I think of how you //hugged me\\,, I have to struggle to catch my breath.
But then,, I .::remember::. what you said about the
girl in teal blue.
And I suddenly feel jealous. I wish
that you would have said that about me.
But you didn't. And the only thing I can do now is
--p r a y--
That you will <<never>> see her again.
So that our relationship can
develop into the thing I want and need it to be.
<//3.
