drawn.

drawn together or drawn apart we will always be drawn to each other. today i can not get you out of my thoughts. i've been trying. i have so many things to be grateful for right now: a new editorship at the paper, great new friends, a trip to spend time back home with the old ones, and great accomplishments in all my classes, but i can't get the picture of you out of my head. the one where you look tired, worn out, across the grand piano. the one where we caught eyes and both immediately darted away from the reality that we are both still alive and well. although apart. although together. it's an inevitability it seems, i can't stop how your hair breaks over your forehead and causes me to shiver. i make all the commitments to be uncommitted but still know deep down that the sight of you will always matter. your name will always catch my attention, if it was actually your name being spoken or not. hopefully the highway, the setting sun, the lemmings, something will distract me. otherwise a few hours and bottles from now i will be tracing your number with my clumsy fingertips. maybe i will find a distraction, the kind that matters first for seconds, and then in regret for days. we will have to see where fortuna spins the wheel, down could be the new up. let's hope.