Pages.

The first time I've ever said it.

First time I wrote on the blog as a blog and not as a site where I put up my so called "poems" by others and mere "writings" by me.

I haven't the faintest idea of when/if I'll ever write those so called "poems" again. I will...I'm sure. But right now I'm out of the click. Out of it.

Ah well. No one cares.
(Hah, though, paradoxically, I'm vain enough to know maybe a few will)

Waves

I feel elated.

You didn't even say it-
But I knew you wanted to.

How did I know?
Because I know you that well.

I cradled the feeling of warmth,
All through the minutes afterwords.

Then I felt guilty,
For caring so much when I know I shouldn't.

-But I am still elated.

To know...To know...That you wanted to say it.

I love you.