remembering...

i remember that night. Michael Jackson. she said...imagine dying and not knowing! i did not have to imagine. i do not have to imagine. i wanted to run out of there that night. i walked out calmly instead. i knew then what i feel now. crazy how attractive people can be so unattractive. is it just me? is it...oh.

most days i am a forgetful person. today i want to forget...

*my amazement the night we met. nobody else has ever gotten that right...
*all the warm & fuzzies when you've said my name...
*lost messages on a lost phone...

i wish i could forget these things and more. my heart would feel better now.