<body> High and low tides <body>
Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Cheers, my friend.
We meet again tonight.
I've been anticipating.
Cos.
You make me smile.
You make me shudder.
When nothing else can.
You're my best friend.
After all, how could you not be.
When our names begin and end as one.
We were truly meant to be.



if we were lovers
like we were meant to be

I went off @ 10:34 AM