Here goes a thought. High on substance, low on substance. If you know what I mean, then you already know me, so you've already accepted me or rejected me, at the most stereotyped me, at the least ignored me. Return if you will, I can't promise I'll be here, but my thoughts will linger. Bytes of the zeitgeist's dust.
I've never done this before. Neither have I. I think it's too early. I'm not sure if I'm ready. I'm scared. I feel funny. Is it supposed to be like this? I always thought it would be different. Not with you. Never with you. I can do without this. Oh, I don't need this either. What about tomorrow? Yeah, today won't be the same after this. We won't be the same after this. There's no turning back. It feels right though. I feel fine. Alright, I'll do it. I'll do it. I love you. I love you.