The Pool

I saw you in the hot tub today. Your unruly black hair. Beautiful brown eyes. That confusing Asian and Hispanic heritage. Those adorably dorky glasses. I know she wasn’t you, I know a number of reasons she clearly wasn’t you. But when I first glanced, I half expected her to shout my name, or embarrassed she’d walk away.

It’s been a year since you pushed me away. It’s been a couple weeks since you’ve started entering my dreams and then my waking thoughts. Until I had to write Kelst and Ayne. Every episode of Bones has been about chasing the one you love. I tell people I just miss not having someone beside me, but I’ve dated, and none have compared.

10 Comments on “The Pool”

LindaGHill
August 19, 2014

Sometimes I just don’t know what to say.

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- Paul Davis
  August 19, 2014
  
  Yeah. Today has just sucked, and that decided to heap itself on. Ever cry in a public shower? It’s been a special day. Looks like yours has too. 😛
  
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  - LindaGHill
    August 20, 2014
    
    Oh yeah. 😛
  - Paul Davis
    August 21, 2014
    
    And one long dream tonight about her 😦
    Awesome.
  - LindaGHill
    August 21, 2014
    
    Oh dear. Not much we can do about dreams. 😦
- Paul Davis
  August 19, 2014
  
  PS: Public shower had separate stalls. Goodness, would not let it happen actually in front of other people. 😛
  
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  - LindaGHill
    August 20, 2014
    
    Oh good. I was worried there that you’d be dragged off to the funny farm.
jadedmess
August 20, 2014

❤

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- Paul Davis
  August 20, 2014
  
  Thanks 🙂
  
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  - jadedmess
    August 20, 2014
    
    You’re always welcome 🙂