The FIRST visit.

It seems inevitable that I should one day succumb, only this time its because I want to. Well, it is very fitting for me succumb to the completely wrong thing and now I spend my future days helpless and unfulfilled. In any case, it is probably only because I cannot get it that I want it this much. Lo! The passionate fire of my forbidden love blazes! Or something.

A tribute to certain things I've seen and remembered (and this is far less personal than you would like to think) -

So, I remember when you jumped out of my closet in my pajamas, when your letters came through the mail every month, when you smiled and I counted to five and waited for the sky to fall down, when you love in the midst of all your failings, when you demonstrated poor judgment just so he'd notice, when the sun hit your head and made a halo of light, when your eyes searched for him all the time on an instinctive basis, when you took three brave steps and fell on the fourth, when you walked through a door and talked, when you raised an eyebrow and dared me to fall apart, when you fell into your mother's arms at the very end, when you kept your hands occupied just to conceal the trembling, when you walked around town in an electric blue coat screaming homosexuality and pretended that you did not have the world at your feet.

By far I shall remember you better if I could possess you. <3

EDIT: Goodness. Now I understand. How some people can find smokers attractive. How some people think that Anime characters are sexy. Because OMG SOMETIMES THEY REALLY ARE! Or it might be the fact that I am a sucker for a) brainless romantic comedies b) the sour, sarcastic, tragically misunderstood hero with a dark past and twenty-five victims