Thursday, November 03, 2005

we stood out in the rain, playing in the puddles and getting soaked while the rain pounded down on us. and then i said "i'm cold," and he tossed me his sweatshirt and said "take it, it's warm." and he held my stuff while i put on his jones soda sweater. and all during 3rd and 4th and lunch, i smelled it and he felt near and it was warm and i imagined that this was what it was like all wrapped up inside of him.

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