Fishcake
2004-11-12
@ 8:53 p.m.
I remember there was someone whom I can trust, whom I was fond of, whom I fell in love with, swept me off my feet and broke my heart.
Someone who was an accquaintance, a friend, a confidant, a lover, and now a friend.
I'm waiting for her to come back, even if it's just for a few days. The cynic in me tells me not to waste my efforts. The bigger fool in me tells me otherwise. The fishcake in my tummy tells me to believe in myself. My instinct tell me to trust in the fishcake.
I need the loo...damn fishcake!!!