The Next Time I See You

The next time I see you, I hope it is as a friend, lover, or not at all. I cherished our friendship before I cherished you this dearly, so even if you won't return my feelings, I'll still suffer them to be your friend. However, I'd much prefer you match your love for me against mine for you; that's a match I would not mind to lose. The last and least desirable scenario leaves me completely separate from your temptations, allowing my agony to run its long, lonely, and desperate course to eventual recovery. But worst of all is the purgatory of ignorance, this limbo of ambivalence I must endure while I wait for your decision. So please decide soon what I am to you: a friend, a lover, or nothing at all.

(finally done with these sappy stories)

[as soon as i procure my computer i'll produce fun pictures!]

{with photoshop}