i let him kiss me the other night, after slow dancing in the rain. it sounds so stereotypical, i know. but i've always loved the rain, even more than i loved the sunshine we always seemed to share.

it was more gentle, not so urgent...

i used to crave the urgency, it was like you physically could not stand to have your lips apart from mine.

but now i'm finally aware and i see that it was really just so you could hurry back to her.

how is she doing for you, then? do you think she is thinking of other boys' arms while wrapped in yours?

i've always believed in karma, you know. i guess all i'm saying is, i wish you well.