Tuesday, June 26, 2007; 1:50 AM
we smell like sandalwood
I showed up on your doorstep unnanounced, because it was on a complete spur of the moment, and I ran to catch the bus on a whim, so I've been running and I'm out of breath and I need some water, please just give me some water. You stare speechlessly at me as you open your front door in surprise, the only light coming from the stars above, then you tell me that you love me, and I started crying. All I want is some water. Give me some water.

We ended up talking for a few hours before you walked me back to the bus stop, and then we both regretted drinking so much water, because now we're crying again.

I'm sorry this had to happen, but people are sorry for a lot of things.