and maybe it's time to live

i hung out with

laurie at the
library for

about an hour
and was about
as bland as i
get- she had to
get back to
work, but
asked if i had
time to 'play'
after work- so
she's coming
by, whether to
snuggle or say
she's sick of
me, i don't
know. i wish i
liked her.

in a twist of a fate as sardonic as our meeting was serendipidous, i sent the above text message not to jaime, but to laurie by mistake.
we met on feb. 14. we ended on march 13.
this one's for you, eljay.