rendezvous

he was late, but she had already started with dessert. she wore a printed chiffon mini-dress. he took a seat across from her, and found her scent to be alluring--like a spring bouquet with a hint of tobacco. different from the girlish fragrance she used to wear years ago. he loved how she savoured her cake. how slowly she ate it as if she was trying to make it last forever. he loved her flirty glances and sweet smiles. how he wanted to taste her lipbalm! but she had changed. he noticed it the most when he watched her walk away, with hair flailing in the breeze and a gentle sway in her hips.

kiss him in his sleep and try to slip away unnoticed

he wore yves saint laurent pants and dune by christian dior. but alas, it was never meant to be.

the one who knows you the best

how i'd hate to be complete

snap

"i must remember not to put all my heart into one place."

he said

"you know that person in a bar, that person you pass looking out the window of a car. sometimes they're just a blur. sometimes you lock eyes and it only lasts a few minutes, a few seconds. they're gone and you never got to say anything and you feel so helpless, because it was perfect and you let it go and it could have been."

hmm

ups and downs