My spines shrives. My hand shakes. I'm nerveous but I don't want to quit. I like where this is going. I missed you a lot but now I miss you more. My hand touchees the door knob it's hot from this afternoon's sun. The light beams on my face, brightens my thoughts. The wind is light and just enough. His eyes reach mine. There's a world I see through them. It makes me feel warm but I'm scared at the same time. I swallow and my heart drops. Time is running out. I have a million things on my mind. And only one stays in focus. My fingertips run along the small of the back. The sun is setting. The day is ending. We have to part. Everything has become misalinged. My head spins. I hate this but I want it.