hmmm

how come sometimes you meet someone and you are attracted to them... and for some reason or another it doesn't work out between the two of you.. but the scent of him clings to your skin, and he's always sort of at the edge of your peripheral vision, whether he's in the room or not? so you begin to wonder if it is just you... but you catch him watching you from time to time with an expression on his face that might be..... longing? and you begin to wonder to yourself why you thought that it wouldn't work out to begin with... but know that you have done things in the meantime that have ensured that nothing else will ever come about. but at the same time, you can't escape the idea that your lives are intertwined, for some reason or another....