englishal

my eyes are getting heavy
waiting here for you
but i'll remain here patient
what else can i do
i wonder what your doing
who looks upon your face
hears you gently laughing
and bathes within your grace
and so i sit here waiting
the clock ticks slow, tocks slow
anticipate that magic moment
when finally you show
where for art thou....robolo, u know?

Once again i have become the outsider.

Pushed away to the periphary, forgotten about, ignored, left to my own devices. In the past i haven't minded, indeed i have embraced the role bestowed upon me. However this occassion is very much different, just when i thought i was finally becoming accepted by someone way out of my league , gorgeous and cool, i have been...
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Feeling so down today, took the morning off, made an excuse.