them

Can not resist their thoughts. Even the things that I love about them seem grand, that is how much I miss them. All of them are far far away. I know this is good for me, this helps me lead a 'single' life. But -not so deep- inside I think about them: what is he doing just now, would he like this movie, would he laugh at this also, does he have a clear mind, is he still as attractive... I should probably be grateful that time is so limited. So I can do as I promised long long ago. I promised that I would give back what I take.

Yet, I am such a pleaser...
of myself.