By Jenna Holland (poetic_angel@gurlmail.com)
Date: 9 March 1999

I'm Flattered...

I saw him at the mall
the other day, for the
first time in 8 months.

He ran over...
"I've missed you.  Everything
about you.  Even the way you used
to wear my clothes home in the 
morning and I wouldn't see them 
for months after."

"Listen, I need to tell you..."
I started.

He continued, 
"I don't know.  It just made me 
feel like you always wanted me 
near you.  It was the best feeling
I ever had.  I miss that.  I want
things to be back the way they were."

I hung my head. 

When he saw my face 
he changed the subject.

"Nice shirt.  Just get it?"
He asked.

"No, actually, it's Matt's."