2001-07-01 | "OPTIK/MYSTIK"

^OPTIC/MYSTIC^

I asked if it would be a date. She laughed, but it was still fate. She never gave me an answer. And what do you know, it still wasn't a disaster. I started to say I loved her. She told me to stop, as if not to disturb her. I voiced my opinion, but it was only a murmur. I was afraid to reveal myself, terrified I would hurt her. Would she scream for joy, or cry "bloody murder!"? She sort of appreciated it, but she said she couldn't love. Then she changed her mind and my whole body heard her. She said she loved me, did she feel it from above? Or is it something she always felt, but wasn't sure? Was she afraid to decide before she took some kind of tour? I asked if she meant it, she just said "yes". But how great it would get, I could never have guessed.

-chorus-

Does she say what she means?

Is she always in the neighborhood?

Although she can't always be seen

The only thing that matters is i hear the good

The doubts will slowly go away

It keeps getting better everyday

I hope she knows, how much I've grown,

since her i've known, I hope she knows

I asked if I could move in, would she try it? She just stood there silently, frighteningly quiet. Later on she warmed up to me, and considered it. I've come to realize it's nerves not bitterness. I asked why she didn't call me when she came down. She said she got busy, but why in my town? Why can't she be busier now? if she's at home I want to kiss her. The more I talk to her, the more I miss her.

(chorus)

I pulled out the ring and feel on one knee. And asked her to officially accept me.

She cried

I cried

what was the answer?

what was the answer?

what is my question? Was it fair to suggest it? I'll tell you all that answer when I reach that exit.

- premature ejaculation | tantra +