our little secret
wednesday, mar. 14, 2007, 8:07 pm

we hold hands and spin in circles, too afraid to let go only because we'll fall. i lean back a little harder and you watch me,
confused.
i smile and you take it from there, smiling throwing your head back in the air. we laugh and like its all planned we let go and fall to the ground.
we sit like ragdolls, a little inappropriately.
who would've guessed we're eight storeys up with white kunckles and pink lips and its 37 minutes after five.

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