there is a fine line
and i crossed it
it's right here-------------------------------------------------
and, as you can see, i'm on this side of it.
i tripped blithely over it in one purely beautiful moment
despite the known fact that it would hurt another person
and though i feel horrid about her being hurt in such an unnecessary fashion
i simply can't regret the ethereal loveliness of the evening spent
holding, touching, kissing, and learning him.
nor can i regret the wonderfully restless night spent in his arms.
i would have slept more peacefully,
but for the fear i'd wake up and find him a dream
and the need to know every look
and capture every smile
and steal every kiss possible
and simply marvel at this beautiful creature who
~ for reasons that are beyond me ~
seems quite taken with me.
he eventually had to go home and break up his 'family'
this is what i dreaded most
i knew she'd be angry and hurt and i have been there.
it was unfair, but then, what is fair anymore?
we are all adults by now and . . .
oh, shit.
i will not make excuses.
i was wrong and it was worth it.
i simply hope she can forgive us both.
it seems that she is fine, but i will gauge this in my own time, i guess.
now, i wonder how i will be able to sleep
since i searched all last night for the arms like home that i could stay in forever . . .