2003-11-26 - 9:07 a.m.

self-inflicting intuitions had already prepared me. the words had already gashed the lining of my larynx and snipped my vocal chords. i watched your lips form the words but in my head you were already taking the short breaths of completion.

i smiled blankly. silence...becuase you are sick of hearing my voice.

so ill wait. ill see you after with a guilty smile and an embrace colder than a winters night. ive become good at pretending. and even better at hiding pooled eyes.