| The question is
does Katie go outside at night and stare at the stars and think of me? Does she miss the way it felt to have my lips against her lips, to have my arms around her, and have my cheeks against her cheeks? Or does she miss the way we used to lie next to each other when we were just friends? Or the fact that I thought that Cold Mountain was an absolutely terrible movie. Or the way it was when we lay in the grass instead of going straight to Nikki's house. or the way it felt when there was a love song, or the way it felt when I held her hand. Casablanca. Is there only smoke and mirrors, or did we not have a lot in common? I never saw the eiffel tower when I was in France, or the satue of liberty when I was in New York,- I never wanted to do those things without her. Am I to put another face by mine for backpacking across Europe wandering the forests of South America or hanggliding off mountains in Spain? Am I supposed to settle for a notepad to discuss philosophy with or to solve the problems of uneven international economies? My heart won't settle for that, and I'll wait the rest of my life if I have to, To fall back in love with her, or to find someone that I'll love as much as her. |