Friday, August 11, 2006

Infatuation?

We were sitting in silence on the back porch watching the pelicans diving for fish when he turned to me and told me he thought he was falling in love with me.

I told him I didn't think he knew the difference between love and infatuation, then I reminded him he was leaving in 5 days.

He just kissed my hand and continued to drink his coffee... he's beautiful when he's thinking.

3 comments:

PinkBunny said...

I don't think I know the difference either.

You paint a nice image.

Galactichero said...

As much as it pains me, I decline your invitation to be a jerk.

You already know the answers to all the questions you have about this crap. They just don't make any sense because you're not asking the right questions. If you're agonizing this much about it, the right answer to the right question includes a "no" of one sort or another.

Crashtest Comic said...

When you're not looking, it's strange what you could find.

Love is patient & kind--it never boasts and is everlasting. If ever you question love, then it is not true love.

(Great blog--you're a great writer.)

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