Monday, April 6, 2009

Wrongs make a right.

It was all 'wrong' from the beginning...

It's not like me to reply to such random e-mails.
It's not like me to go beyond the surface with a stranger.
It's not like me to 'hug' someone, even if only in virtual reality.

Yet, for whatever reason, that was what I did that night.

And everything turned out to feel so right.

Stupidity?
Chance?
Fate?

I don't care.

I just want you back here with me, because nothing ever felt so right.

Please?

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