Hiding in the Shadows

Well haven't I had an interesting weekend. So after the initial unexpected chat with J the other week, there were more chats. One which ended in me visiting his new flat on Saturday to hang out. It was actually really nice. We got on just as well as we did back when we were together. Watched some films, played xbox, chatted... It was weird, but in a good way. Good enough for me to crash there for the night. I won't go into details, I'm sure you can fill in the blanks.
So where do things stand now? He's already said he likes being single, and I've only just got used to it (and actually enjoy it too now). But way he kept looking at me said something entirely different. I remember those looks. I used to adore the way he looked at me like that. I missed it when we broke up. An now, those looks are back...

Would it be so very bad if we tried again? I mean, the reasons we broke up in the first place are all but gone. He doesn't smoke hardly at all now. And everyone has flaws right? I know I have. There is no such thing as a perfect person. You have to accept people for the flaws they have. Some flaws are too big to accept, like Fraz's. Some, are insignificent. J used to accept my flaws. Maybe I've matured enough to accept his.

This is all way to premature I know. We've only hung out once so far. The option of an 'us' might not even be a possible possibility. But I don't like being caught off-guard. I like to think I know the answer before I get asked the question. Maybe that's why I'm going back round there thisafternoon... I call it research. No harm in that right? No mice will be harmed in the making of my decisions. It's all good. Probably.

	This is my space to air my demons, where no-one knows my name. Here I sit, quietly, hiding from the world.
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I hide beneath the black clouds of my broken soul, The soul that holds the love that is left, And the clouds that hold the life we could have lived. A twisted love runs deeper than the blood in my veins. But the past still exists, so please dont try to walk away. My broken soul is all you can see, and the black clouds will always be here. As I stare at my reflection through shattered glass, I take a look into our past. Will you ever realize how I feel? Our past can never be forgotton. Im still beneath the black clouds, Hiding from my misery. The love is still there, but the life has dissapeared. Do you understand what im trying to say to you now? If I told you I love you, I meant it with every breathe. If say I need you, I tell the truth. The black clouds are full of my pain, and my broken soul is all that I have left. So I will stare at my reflection through this shattered glass, and hide beneath the black clouds of my broken soul, The love still exists, and I wonder, What happened to the dream that we both could be living... ~~ ~~ ~~ ~~ ~*~
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