a note to somebody who won't read this
so our paths crossed the other night. strange because k and i were in the middle of discussing you. i was lagging behind. i turned around to take a look at you. you turned around too. what for? i'm not insinuating that you turned around to look at me or anything like that, but you still turned around. our encounters, although few and far between, are pleasant. it's too bad that we are in the position that we are in, or rather you are in the position that you are in. status can be unfortunate. k and i once had this conversation about what we want out of a relationship. she later told me how she thought about all that i had said. knowing us both she thinks that we would probably be perfect together. i don't know about all that now but... i think it is unfortunate that we most likely won't even be friends. maybe that possibility is there but the reality of it to me doesn't really exist. maybe in the next life. hell, maybe even in this one.