Final Run
Venerdi, sabato, domenica, lunedi, martedi. cinque giorni. It's been quite a while since we've seen each other, and man, it feels like God years. But the wonderful thing is that neither of us is affected in that very clingy way (I think). Nice nevertheless. An SMS here, an SMS there...that's all, but each time it makes all the difference. Daily, a rendezvous here, a rendezvous there. A meal together. A walk together. But ultimately, a conversation all around. Extraordinarily saccharine in a twisted kind of way. Very unconventional. A willful undefined semi-charmed life sort of liaison if you ask me that's unshut to further sentimental developments. Maybe. Let's see...shall we?