Yes I know that FEELING

I know what you mean. I know it. When you tell me, "Do you ever get that feeling, that when you are walking down a road you've walked down a thousand times, and you think..... I wonder what Jen would think of this" Yes. I know it all too well. I get that feeling, when I lie down in bed at night curled up next to my pillow place my face upon it, thinking.... I wonder what it would be like if it were really your chest I was laying on instead of a cold lifeless pillow. Yes, I do know it. When I see man on the corner playing guitar for quarters, not really needing the money per say, he just wants someone to listen to him sing. I think of Anthony, and how I would give anything to sit at his feet and watch him play and finally look in his eyes while he sings for me. Yes, It is with me everyday, when I drive by the Music store, on the corner of Bakerview and Northwest, and I see the droves of Metalica shirts pouring from the building upon young hopeful musicians. I think, I wonder if Anthony would like that store. Yes. I know that feeling. When I go to sleep at night I know the sun is rising where you are. The thoughts are there. I wonder what Anthony looks like when he wakes up in the morning. I wish I could wake up and roll over to see his smile. But it is so. That when I am falling asleep thinking of you waking, you are waking, thinking of me falling asleep. Yes, I do know that feeling. Its called....longing.Yes, I know that feeling Ant, I love you. Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 22 2002 05:19 PM PST   0 • 8